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Ember laughed lightly and Caleb offered his arm with a bow again and they walked down to the ballroom. As they got closer they could hear the chatter and murmurs coming from the crowd. The main doors were closed most of the guests would have arrived through the glass doors from outside or the smaller entrance on the other side. These doors were meant to make a statement. They were made from wood and carved with intricate details of the history of wolves. The moon goddess across the top with her arms spread wide with the first pack in various stages of the shift. It was beautiful and one of Ember’s favourite things in the castle. She always saw something new every time she gazed on these door

Kevin heard Clark's response clearly and reached for the third bookshelf in the bedroom. "Clark, something's not right! It won't open!" Kevin conveyed his confusion to Clark via a video call. Clark pointed to a book in front of Kevin and said, "Book." Kevin didn't initially understand why Clark mentioned the book. Nevertheless, he gently moved the book as suggested, and a hidden door, cleverly disguised as a bookshelf, slowly opened. Upon seeing the hidden door, Kevin couldn't help but exclaim in his mind, 'Damn! There really is a secret room!'

Then he kissed her. Hairs stood on end, I closed the book while gritting my teeth. This is too cheesy! "Maybe...I'm wrong," I sighed. Planning to stride out, my feet halted upon seeing a mysterious door on the side. 'Room after another room? There's no way they'll put a comfort room inside.' "What's that door for?" I wondered. Stepping closer, I imagined all the possible things I could see.

That meant that there was a space behind it. So Warren searched the room again. On the bookshelf where he found the books, he slowly picked out the books, one by one to see if there was a mechanism to open the hidden door. But he still couldn't find anything. Warren then decided to use force and bust open the wall with a Reiteki-infused punch, but even that was unsuccessful.

I've always known that Damon knows his way around people but being this close to Miss Altman requires more than sweet talks. ‎ ‎Using the key, Damon opens the door to a cozy intimate space that's tucked away from the main shelves. The walls are lined with old books that might transcend decades, a warm lightning casting a golden glow. ‎ ‎We sit in the plush armchairs, as Damon looks at me expectantly. "What do you think?" ‎ ‎"I didn't know the library had a hidden alcove." I know of the secret compartment but not this. It seems the library carries more secrets than most people know.

I had a lot of stares from the pack and a lot of heads being nodded in my direction. “They bow to the queen of the south!” echoed forcibly in my head. “OKKKKKKK. Let’s rein that ego in.” My wolf huffed in reply but did no such thing, if anything she puffed out her chest more just to annoy me. I inwardly groaned. Today was going to be a challenge in more ways than one. The library doors were a light oak wood with glass panels that had intricate floral designs of green and gold inlaid onto them. They were beautiful and as Becca went in I stayed and ran my finger over all the intricate details.

He wasn’t making an exciting announcement by any means, but he sounded so flat. The man looked at the book in front of him before waving them forward without directions. Apparently, Ryland knew where to go, because he led them straight to a set of tall doors that had to be at least twelve feet high. They were ornately carved, but in abstract designs that did nothing to convey warmth or boost her mood. He tapped on them before opening one, and they all stepped inside.

He struggles with her on a day to day basis and here I am following through with my father's order during a breach, possibly an attack. Doing another search of the library to make sure she didn't dismiss Alpha Brent's command for all pack members to head to the safe houses. I take the steps two at a time in a hurriedly pace, to get to the two giant bronze metal doors leading into the library. As I jump from aisle to aisle peeking through the gaps between books and book shelves. I scrunch my nose, holding in a sneeze from all the dust and smell of old leather backing books.

Chapter Eighteen: Answers Will Be Given Phera POV: As I reached the end of the corridor, the double wooden doors that stood as the gateway to their office loomed larger with each step. Intricate carvings adorned the oak, forming a pattern of intertwined circles that seemed like a cosmic dance, representing our complicated connections. With a gentle push, the doors opened, revealing Axel, Damon, and Zane standing inside, their gazes locking onto me with a mixture of anticipation and relief.