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I still said hoping it didn't sound harsh because I was just saying this randomly or maybe not very random. “He probably thought you wouldn't be interested. It's nothing” She assures me. “Of course”. Rietta moved inside the room and I followed. As I walked in after Rietta the strong woody fragrance of old books hit my nostrils. I took in the smell for a while before going in for the visuals. The library was a small one but it was filled with lots of old books. “This is the special alpha library. You can read whichever book you want till dinner” She said to me. I smiled at her for her generosity.

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I confirmed. I nodded and went back to my room to take a shower. I went to the library early to wait for him. While waiting, I took some poetry books from a shelf. "They're all very good, but why are they just left here?" A librarian who was passing by overheard me and replied, "Most of the pack members prefer to hunt or train rather than read, so the library is not very well-visited. But Alpha Matthew loves books and encourages us to read, so we keep it well-stocked for those who are interested."

Keith asked nervously. The librarian, a middle-aged woman with kind eyes and a warm smile, looked at Keith sympathetically. "Of course, dear. We have a whole section on romance and relationships. Let me show you." Keith followed the librarian to the section of the library dedicated to books on relationships. He felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of books on the shelves, but the librarian quickly found a book and handed it to him. "Here you go, dear. This book is called 'The Art of Wooing: A Guide to Winning a Woman's Heart.' It's one of our most popular titles in this section. I'm sure you'll find some helpful tips in there," she said with a reassuring smile.

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Different genres of books line the shelves, their spines whispering promises of forgotten tales and undiscovered knowledge. “Woah, how did I not know of this magnificent place?” Joy bubbles within me at the sight of this treasure. “Did Damon intentionally put that painting to lead me here?” My voice echoes in the vast underground library that looks the size of three chambers. My steps quicken, and I begin to explore the books on the shelves. There are lots of books- ranging from history books, to mind building books, fantasy, and other about the principles of being an Alpha. Other shelves have folktales, and even romance novels.

The ladies all giggle and Julie stands, handing a new bookmark to each of us. "Yes. We figured we'd get you ones that suited you a little better." she says. The new one is dark blue with gold lettering that says 'Real men read dirty books'. I smile and look over at Ev who's showing Harper his excitedly. "These are great. Thank you." I say just as Bri nudges me. "Oh! Tell them your joke, love!" Harper says excitedly. Ev rolls his eyes before addressing the group.

She looks me over one last time before walking off, and I grind my teeth together in aggravation. Every time I bring up my major, I get the same looks. People just assume I am a wolfbagger, but I'm not. I genuinely find supernatural history interesting. I am not studying werewolves, so I can trick a werewolf into giving me long life or mating with me. I like learning about all of them, dragons, sirens, and fairies I sigh as I collect my pile of books. I already paid my tab on the cafe's app, so there is no need to call my disgusted waitress back over. I pull my jacket on and pick up my loaded book bag.

“This is not an inviting library.” “It’s an office, not a library.” “How many books do you own?” Something about her tone suggested I was walking into a trap. “Around two thousand, I think.” The bookcases had been advertised to hold two hundred each, and I’d filled most of them. “Well, you only need a thousand books to qualify as a library, Mr. Be— Alonzo-s? Alonzo-y? B?” “Just Alonzo.” “Right. And a proper library should be begging you to get comfortable and stay for hours. This place looks like it’s designed to process you efficiently and spit you back out.”