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They had come to this library several times, but let alone found something; they hadn't even managed to check all the bookshelves. "Adro!" Grace called. Her eyes were still focused on a book with an old leather cover. Turning at the half-whispered call, Adro quickly approached Grace, who stood at the end of the bookshelf aisle. "Did you find something?" Grace nodded. "This book seems suspicious. We should check it out," she pointed to the page she had opened. After studying the page for a moment, Adro nodded with his jaws clenched. "You're right. This is a book discussing witchcraft and magic, and it feels more familiar compared to other books on witches in this library."

As I perused the books, I could feel Aidan’s gaze on me. The shop, much like the one downstairs, boasted an impressive selection. These were books to be enjoyed in the coffee lounge, not purchased or taken home. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached the romance novel section. So, Well Thumbed had these too. I wondered if they had hidden gems, perhaps something I hadn’t read or that Uncle Alex’s book club, Bound To Please, hadn’t discovered yet.

Jacob laughed. “I’ll kick your ass too!” I said as I glared at him. “Kris! We have one more surprise for you.” Penny yelled from behind my front desk. “What?” I looked confused. She walked out carrying a massive book. I recognized what it was right away. It’s the type of book that you use for a portfolio. “You got me a new book?” “Kinda.” Penny showed me the cover. It had a Black Moon with two wolves howling. The leather was fresh as I could smell it. Alec took the cover and opened it for me.

“The Vincenzo’s sure love to read '' I whispered, moving over to the shelf but I could only find books on economics, finances and many more on technology. It was so silly of me to think that I will find a romance book in the ruthless Alpha’s private library collection. I ended up picking a thick book on myths about hybrids, werewolves, vampires and witches. I ignored the various long and luxurious sofas around Alpha Aiden’s room which I should have sat on and went back to climb into Alpha Aiden’s bed. “I need to stay as close to Alpha Aiden as possible just in case he wakes up and needs my ethical help“ I tried to convince myself.

Although I’m not too better off myself, pacing the hallway like a lunatic, sipping the same espresso I’d reheated three times and still hadn’t drunk. I told myself I was chill. But my wolf kept pacing in circles inside me. She was too far away and naturally, I didn’t like it. Not one bit. ALPHA GAVIN I found something online, some kind of old book but scanned very poorly. It was one I hadn’t seen before since I buried myself in my research. It seemed almost ancient with visible ruins and the title was faded. No signs of an author name either. Just a mark, a crescent moon carved into the spine.

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Instead, I crept closer, my feet silent on the tile, and pressed my ear to the stall door. “Yes—right there—fuck—” The woman’s voice cracked on a broken whimper. Well, damn. I wasn’t the only one desperate for release today. A breathless laugh nearly escaped me. Maybe the rumors about this place were true: a playground for restless, overworked souls who solved their tension in creative ways. I shook my head, half-amused, half-jealous. My fingers twitched at my sides. For one wild second, I imagined knocking and whispering, ‘Room for one more?’ But that was insane. Right?