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I watched her as she expertly logged the books and placed it on the cart by the section it should be placed on. “It’s The Night of the Holy Grail.” August halted in the middle of turning over an old copy of Don Quixote. I knew that would get her attention. In the weeks I’ve known August, there is nothing she loves more than everything classic and medieval. She quickly flickered her eyes on me before returning to her work.

Picking some and flipping through, then putting them back on the shelves in their right placea, but not before taking in a sniff. They smelt like old books that survived the test of time. Wonderful. Zezi was no writer but she loved to read, something that she had stopped doing for a long time now because being a War General was highly time consuming. Not to talk of being one of the Capital of all Packs. She continued her search for a book that could steal away her attention, and finally she found one. Her eyes roamed the library, checking for a good window seat to aid her imagination. "Time of Darkness, excellent choice."

If only her mother’s books were left intact then she wouldn’t have to work from the scratch, because the counter curse of soul separation curse wasn’t as easy to find as the other counter curses were. With her fingers carefully skimming through the hardcover of the books, Levy read the title of the books printed on the spine. Fire infused scroll of death, Heirloom of the cunning mage Gilford, Annihilation of souls, books on torment and Fangs of eternal bloodlust—— On and on the books went and Levy chose the one that had the title closest to what she was looking for —— Annihilation of the souls, this book seemed like what she was looking for. So, she stretched her hand and picked the books fr

Taking a deep breath Elara opened the book, her hands trembling as her long wavy brown hairs flew because of strange wind, She frowned as she took in the sight of a strange wheel rested on the first page, its surface etched with symbols she couldn’t read. It was cold as Elara touched it it had a center gem which continuously changed colour, her frown deepened and she unknowingly spun the wheel, suddenly a bright golden light surrounded the room and Elara was long gone with no traces left. She had disappeared.

He shuffled through every book, analysing each one before gently placing it down to examine the next. ‘Ev, if you tell me what book it is you’re looking for, I can help you find it.’ Slowly looking up at me, his head tilted to the side, ‘Amelia darling, it’s a book written by a werewolf hundreds of years ago. Respectfully, I highly doubt you’ll even know it by the name.’ ‘Try me,’ I shrugged. He smiled, looking down into the box, then locked eyes with me again, ‘Well, you may know one. I’m looking for a first edition of The Alpha’s Roar.’