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As we strolled along, he guided me through different corridors adorned with different artwork and intricate tapestries that told stories of ancient battles and mythical creatures of the east. We entered a vast library with shelves stretching from floor to ceiling, filled with countless books of various sizes and colors. The smell of aged paper and leather filled the air, creating an ambiance of knowledge and wisdom. He led me to a cozy reading nook, where armchairs were arranged around a crackling fireplace. "Here is one of my favorite spots in the mansion," He said, his voice resonating with warmth. "Feel free to explore the collection if you wish. Books takes us to places we’ve never been,

Adam burst in,Xavier eyes widen. "You came too" He rush towards his other grandfather. "I wouldn't miss it for the world,now let's go and eat,you must be starving" "Very"Xavier hand in hand with his two grandfather stride to the table, the kids jubilated in their own ways and bury their faces in the cakes blissfully. Boundless love is that kind of love where breaking down walls, overcoming difficulties and moving forward as a team becomes possible, it's a healthy and intelligent love, one that allows all parties involves to grow individually and see beyond the distance... it's not a physical light.

How did they have books unavailable anywhere but reading apps, and why didn’t her website mention their print availability? “Find a book that caught your eye?” Aidan asked. I felt his breath on my neck and knew he’d snuck up on me to lean over the back of the sofa. I ignored him and looked at the copyright area. And there it was in black and white: Published by Phantomedia. Oh, Byron and I will have words when I go home for winter break. Did his company only do a limited run on publishing the books? Are they only in very select markets? How connected to Well Thumbed is he? Does Shannon know? I saw some of her Dawn Phoenix books on the shelves, too.

Lighter. It hit me then, the quiet hum beneath my skin. I wasn’t scared. I wasn’t spiraling. The absence of panic felt strange, almost too still. But it was a good strange. Like stepping outside after a storm and realizing the sky’s still standing. I didn’t expect to feel this... okay. Maybe not okay. But definitely not broken. Is this what relief feels like? I showed Alex the screen. "I want nothing to do with him. I need a new number."

I brushed off invincible dust from my clothes. “See you at the briefing…Adrian Vega.” And with that I walked past him without much of a second glance. For some reason, the spot where his hands had just held my skin kept on burning no matter how much I rubbed on it. This man was going to ruin my life. But I wasn’t going to give another man an opportunity to try.

"I saw a loophole in the standard draft last night when I was looking over your digital copies." Caleb leaned back, his eyes narrowing as he watched his cousin scan the pages. "I wrote that draft, Killian. My drafts don't have loopholes. Why are you even here? You’re acting like she’s opening a lemonade stand in a war zone." "She’s a Montclair starting a media empire," Killian said, his voice flat and unyielding. "I’m ensuring the 'war zone' is fortified." "I'm right here," I said, pulling the papers back from Killian’s hand with a sharp tug. "And I can read. Caleb, is the liability insurance for the staff sorted?"

“It… I’ve never soothed anyone like this before. I suppose it is the bond between us that makes it possible. Rage and fury aren’t easy emotions to control, being what we are. So, a balance is needed.” As I finish saying this, suddenly Levantus shifts back. He’d be naked, of course, but being blind means he still has privacy. Despite this, I blush and begin pulling my hands away only to have them caught in his. He brings them to his lips before his chest and steps closer.

“We’re going to visit the Moonstone pack.” ✧ ✧ ✧ Anxiety hit me as I browsed through the books of the public library in the Moonstone pack. I felt like I didn’t belong, maybe because deep down I knew what I had done was wrong. Even if it was to sneak into the pack so my brother and his friends could hang out.

In my world, trust was a currency that far exceeded the value of gold, and right now, the market is crashing. I took a slow sip of whiskey. The burn traveled down my throat, anchoring me in the moment. My instincts buzzed subtly, every nerve on edge. The noise—chatter, laughter, the clinking of cutlery—all a very false grin. Behind it, a thin gossamer curtain hid the danger in the air. “Matteo,” he drawled, his voice a greasy blend of charm and deceit. “Glad we could finally sit down and talk business. It’s time we expand our horizons, don’t you agree?”

He saw the name again ‘The ancient words of the scribe’ That was the only thing on the side of the thick book. The cover was plain. This might be it.