Between The Lions At The Library Novels & Stories

When I sit back down, Lionel is looking at me with a smirk, "What?" "That was like watching a dog pissing on a tree," he laughs, but I don't find it funny so I just stare at him, "Hey that's just nature, you were marking your territory. It's... normal. Sometimes." "Really?" I ask, confused. It bothers me that this is all new to me. This whole new part of my own nature. "Sometimes, like I said," he mutters with a frown as he thinks a little more, "You should go to the clan library. There are hundreds of books about everything you should know."

[Maybe he wants to be good] She looks at the front and there is a table and chair which are neatly organized. [He is very meticualse] Aubrey remembers Camila's word [Some Q.N. Industry file] "LOOK MOM THERE IS LION" Aubrey finched when she hear Aldrich exclaim. He is pointing to a lion's book which is quite a high drawer. "Do you like a lion?" Aldrich nodded happily.

The two stone lions at the entrance, particularly large and standing erect with paws waving as if they were dragons soaring to the heavens, their mouths open towards the sky as if their roars could shake the earth and sky. Seeing his calls ignored by Kiran, who was instead scrutinizing the Lions Club, Charlie sneered, "Kiran, we at the Lions Club are not to be trifled with." "Not to be trifled with? And why is that?" Kiran retorted with a cold laugh. Spit! At that moment, Joe finally relaxed his body, shaking it off and spitting on the ground, "Because we're powerful. To bully us is to court death." Faber trembled with fear upon hearing Joe's curse at Kiran. This was courting death!

Leonidas is watching me carefully, but he doesn’t stop me. I push the door open, and I step into the cold, dark room. Leonidas is right behind me. With a book of matches, he lights the lanterns that line the walls. As my eyes adjust, I see books. More books than I could ever imagine. I couldn’t read these books in a lifetime, but that won’t stop me from trying. Stepping into the center of the room, I look up and see the moon shining through a glass ceiling. This library is magnificent, or at least it once was. It has been left to ruin.

Frustrated, I attempted to retrieve the books from their hands, but they towered over me. They stood before me, as they began tearing the books apart, a cruel act that felt like a personal attack. “Please, stop! They’re precious,” I pleaded but they didn’t stop, they continue laughing and smirking at me. The most bullies who are centered by other maids, suddenly said: “Wait what? I thought books from the library should be precious. Maybe we-“

They ask only to be opened, to be read, to be understood. I've tucked myself into a corner alcove where two bookshelves meet at right angles, creating a small private space with a comfortable armchair and reading lamp. My hiding spot, though I doubt anyone in this pack would call it that to my face. The Alpha's new plaything deserves respect, if only because of who claims to own me. Voices drift from the main area of the library, two pack members I don't recognise, a male and female, their tones hushed but urgent.

Daff listened to her two friends bicker away as she slid two books into a shelf. The library was full of students sitting in different corners, most not bothering Daffodil as they sat by themselves or in groups, reading the books they had taken. Daffodil walked over to her desk, her friends subconsciously following along as they continued to argue. “You guys,” the pink haired fairy urged, as her eyes travelled through the Library, watching all of the humans studying, “can’t you give it a rest?”

The librarian turns and smiles at Mia’s unbounded enthusiasm with the tiredness of someone who has genuinely loved this job for decades. “Mom, can I go over there,” Leo asks pointing with purpose toward nonfiction. “That’s fine, remember not to talk to strangers, stay in my sight, and do not leave the library.” “Yes, ma’am!” Leo responds respectfully. Mia navigates to a display of picture books and begins auditing them by cover with the rigor of a museum curator.

*** The zoo was a blur of sun, squeals of kids and tiny fingers pointing through glass. Lucian had never thought he’d willingly stand in line with noisy tourists, but here he was with Isla, watching Aaric press his palms to the glass in wonder as a lion yawned and flopped in the sun. “Do you think he’s bored?” Aaric asked. Lucian glanced at the lion. “Probably tired of people staring at him.” Isla smiled faintly. “He reminds me of someone.” Lucian smirked hearing her but said nothing.

“It is alright, and I will just go tomorrow when it is open. Besides, you said it was already close.” “The librarians close the library now because they know that Alpha Killian will use it. And since you need to borrow some books, I am sure Alpha can help you. Right Alpha Killian?” Riana looked at Alpha Killian as she waited for him to respond. But Alpha Killian was looking at Zion. Zion smiled at him and signaled that he and Alpha Killian would only understand. On the other side, Miguel was unaware of what was happening before him. “Is that alright?”