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I remembered Rex had served in the military; like Don, he was a sergeant in the Marines. I know I feel safe and trust Rex, but eight men against ten have the upper hand, but half of us haven't really experienced combat involving guns. Effie has been training with Terry, and Lily has never fought in her life. Ares can help, but because of his temper, he will make a mistake and get hurt. I don't want that. The twins and Seth were trained in combat and weaponry because of their dad. As for Jo, she's still not herself. The two people who experience the most are Terry and Don, but we have a few advantages since Don isn't here. I know Terry would get us out of a situation like this, and I know the

I nodded encouragement, curious myself about what Alex had chosen. She took the bag cautiously, as if it might contain something dangerous. Peering inside, her eyes widened. "Wow." "What is it, Em?" I asked, moving closer. She pulled out three books – beautifully illustrated hardcovers about space exploration, female scientists, and a novel featuring a young girl inventor. They were exactly the kind of books she loved, just like her had gotten her yesterday. "These are... really cool," she admitted reluctantly, examining the covers. "I wanted to read this one, but the library doesn't have it yet."

Their teamwork in combat games was seamless, a far cry from the bodyguards who usually played with him. After an intense round of games, Alex was drenched in sweat, clutching his prizes. William took the items to the car while Justin, impressed by Alex’s studious morning, decided to swing by the bookstore. Based on what Alex had written earlier, Justin picked out several physics textbooks for him. “These books explain the basics of physics well and include practical examples. You can look at them whenever you’re confused,” Justin said, placing the books into Alex’s arms. Alex’s eyes widened in despair as the stack of books grew heavier, straining his small back that was still far from fully

She turned the yellowed pages, running her finger over the black embossed words. "I'll take history," Casper announced grabbing the first book his hands landed on. He rested it against his chest, pacing the room as he flicked through the pages, sighing at every page turn. Gage opted for the Lycan section. Lena war and battles and Serena diaries of the royals. I went to the section on leadership and Alphas. Hours passed. The pile of discarded books in the middle of the room grew bigger and bigger as the books yet to read dwindled. Blake still tapped furiously at the laptop he rested on a small reading table. Lena joined Casper in sighing after each page turn.

“What? Oh, yeah I kinda do.” “Why?” Seb asked, Alex arching an eyebrow. “I know it sounds weird but I’ve just always wondered what people see in books. I’ve never been a fan so I don’t really understand.” “For me,” Alex replied him. “It helps me pass time.” “Just that?”

Most of the books were more ledgers than anything, records of the pack’s history, but there was small section of classic books, some of which appeared to be first editions. Feeling a little excited over the prospect I searched the title, looking at the familiar names, the literary classics, before stopping on a title I had never heard of by an author I didn’t know. I was a big reader I always had been, so it was rare for me to come across an old book that held no recognition whatsoever. With a careful touch I pulled the leather-bound book from the shelf and read through the blurb finding myself amused as I discovered that the book was story of werewolves, apparently written by a human, a fan

Bobby is much smaller built with blonde hair but if you look closer at their facial features, you can see the same chocolate eyes and strong jawline. “Come on in and we can get these bags to your room,” Bella says, ready to get us moved from out the entryway. “Where's the rest of your luggage?” Bobby inquires, “Did you leave it outside, lazy ass?” looking at Alex now. “That's all I brought. I'm a light packer, I guess.” I defend. “I like this one,” Bobby says, turning his gaze to Alex once again.

The spy said. "Hm, a book about werewolves" Alexander said, rubbing his jaw. I have never heard of such a book before. But I think I would want it. I need you to get me that book." Alexander ordered. "Yes sir. I will try my best sir." The spy said.

“I found this book outside. It has all the answers.” I furrow my eyebrows together. “What are you talking about, Alex?” His attention turns back to the weathered book in his hands. He flips through the pages until he finds the one he’s looking for. “Look at this.” He hands the book to me. I scan the words, latching onto the ones at the very top. How To Kill A Vampire. Suspicion descends over me. “Alex, are you sure this is even real? It sounds a little made-up.”

“I kind of prefer to do my own cooking. Unless I’m throwing a party. Then I can get six chefs in here.” Then we took a tour of his library. It was piled high with books. On the shelves behind were books about computers, technology, programming. I could see that Alex didn’t read much for fun. But I did smile when I saw a few science-fiction books at the top of one of the shelf. They had names likeThe Thing From MarsandGalaxy War. They looked old, too. Had they been his teenage obsession? The floor and the tables were littered with legal volumes, some of which still had barely been unwrapped from their packaging.