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“Better than that club, at least.” “Exactly.” April disappeared into the back room, returning with a stack of books. She plopped them in front of me. “Here. Keep your hands busy, maybe your brain will stop overloading.” I rolled my eyes but pulled the stack closer. “My brain has stopped overloading, work master.” “Motivator,” she corrected with a grin.

" The ones I mentioned are these here. - He points on the shelf and then hands it to me. I do the whole ritual whenever I pick up a new book, or at least new to me. I leaf through it, breathe in the aroma of the paper, read the back cover and the flaps. They are medium-volume books, less than two hundred pages long. The synopses captivate me. I try not to be swayed by the information that they are Max's favorites. I realize I'm deep in reading when Max takes them from my hands. "Not to read now.

He had never had a woman do this to him before. Brandy was rich and nut-flavored, a scent that gently brushed his nose as he drank. Looking around the living room, Kai saw rows of bookshelves on one wall, every inch of space occupied by chunks of leather and books. He moved closer to the bookshelf, examining it. Even though he couldn't read well, he was well aware that most books were about sex and the human body.

Pile of books piled on the table. Towering high to cover Rail's very serious face. He read every word, sentence and paragraph written in the book. The book contains about human organs in more detail. He took the wrong book, after finishing and didn't get what he was looking for. He changed his book to another. One book was finished reading and he didn't find what he was looking for, he moved to another book that was in the pile. The pile moved from one side of the table to the other.

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I felt heat start to pool low and a blush start to crawl up my neck. "About his ability to make himself everyone's problem." "Well, that tracks. At least from the little bit I've known him." She leaned closer to Rowan's section and started reading the titles off like she was browsing a bookstore. The books were a chaotic mix, some genuinely useful, others questionably so, but all jammed together in no particular order. She pointed to the first spine, reading it outloud, her voice dripping with judgement. "How to Win and Argument Without Throwing a Punch."

Where would I even start? "Intimidation," I murmured. "Power dynamics. Alpha behavior." I moved along the shelves, scanning titles, pulling out books, and setting them aside. My mother's organizational system was beginning to make sense to me; she had grouped books by topic, with the most important or frequently referenced ones at eye level. And then I saw it. A thick volume bound in dark leather, its title stamped in gold, "Mastering the Council: A Guide to Navigating Alpha Politics."