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It was Riven, the young heir of the oldest family in the northern lands. He was the first vampire to reach a partnership with me. He walked steadily to my side, naturally forming a barrier. His gaze flicked over Kael’s frozen expression before turning to me. “Elena, I’ve secured the goods you mentioned earlier. We can finalize the details once you decide.” Kael’s gaze snapped onto Riven. His crimson pupils contracted slightly. The fragile certainty he had clung to moments ago was replaced by shock and a sharp, piercing pain. He looked at Riven, then back at me in disbelief, as if unable to comprehend how another vampire could step so naturally between us.

Even without the meteor shower, that night would have been fun. I felt a lot of things that I hadn't felt in a very long time. Things that I didn't even realize that I missed. And some things that I probably would be better off if I ignored. But, for now, I was sitting on my side of Nico's bed, looking through one of the books he had on vampire history as he sat on his side, looking through a book of his own. Of course, I had read about vampire history when I was in school, but none of them were from a vampiric author. Which really made a difference.

I asked. "Well, tell me what they are about?" Hector replied as he stood up and grabbed one of the books off the nightstand. "What about this one?" he asked, holding up Alec, the Lycan King, who was my ultimate love. I took a breath as my face flushed before I began explaining the book as quickly as possible. "Umm, it's basically 50 Shades of Gray meets Twilight," I sighed as I shrugged my shoulders. Hector looked at me perplexed; it was obvious that he was not understanding what I was saying.

Antares and Lyra, stars that guided three planets to remain in orbit around me. I am not a wolfless. I am a lycan with special abilities and fate. And this is my fate.

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.

"Then next time don't ever let Alex Brennan bite your neck again. I've never understood why werewolves were so obsessed with mating and markings." "Why do those scars appear on my neck?" I repeat again, because He has not answered my question. Balthazar clucked angrily. "Caroline, even though I'm much older than you, I don't always have the answers to your questions." "You say you've heard of the same case as me?" I pressed again, not wanting to budge. "You must have a theory or something" I know Balthazar is a bookworm, his only source of entertainment in a castle of this size is this library. He doesn't have a cellphone, TV, radio, laptop, or internet in this modern era.

Although, somewhere at the back on my mind I knew my reason for feeling strange was untrue. After a while I drained the water in the tub and dried myself off. I then got dressed into a pair of black shorts and a red sweatshirt I had stolen from my brother for my top secret “extracurricular activities”. Thereafter, I got to work on a few books on the history of vampire hunters, vampire and vampire hunter law and some English. My mother had me studying through my nose so I could be admitted to Venandi Academy, one of the most prestigious vampire hunter academies of the world, located in Transylvania.

Seeing the stack of books piled up high on top of the table I knew I had found the right table. “Alec, I think we should go look in the kitchen. No one is back here.” Savenia said. “That my dear is where you are drastically wrong.” Once we reached the back table I watched as Savenia looked at several of the titles of the books piled on top. “History of the Werewolves. Psychology of the Paranormal. Ancient Greek Mythology. Witches and their Divine Power. Fae and the Woodland Creatures. The History of Dracula and the Vampire Methodology. Werebears and Shifters of all Kinds. Whoaaa. Those are some serious titles. I wonder who checked all these books, then lifted them here.” Savenia said.

“It’s pretty interesting, actually. And could be a disaster now that I’m thinking about it. Lucas told me there are a handful of vampires who don’t want to assimilate, and they go around trying to make things difficult for those who have. I’m not sure the specific details, but he made it sound like these vampires are going after the businesses he owns or something like that. Basically fucking shit up in order to get back at him for following the rules of the Vampire Council. Three vampires showed up at my house last night after they got my address from Eliza, Lucas’s vampire daughter or sister or whatever you’d call her, and he was not happy.” “Oh, wow. That is interesting and you’re right.

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.