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Instead, I would be grounded for a month rather than get nightmares for a year. There was dust on it. The particles made me cough as I blew to brush it off, only to inhale. I read the title as if it was in an ancient language. "Amihan," I whisper in the ancient tongue, pronouncing the word. It wasn't hard. Nay taught me a few letters of the ancient language, so reading the title of this book came in handy. Now here comes the fun part. I open the book to the first page and read the passage.

Wow, isn't this the boys' love novel she had bought for her dad last time? "Last time, after you got me that novel, I went to the bookstore myself to look for the next volume. But I found it was classified under 'boys' love'..." At James' words, a cold sweat broke out on Diana's forehead. Could it be... had her dad figured it out? James, looking puzzled, asked, "What does this 'boys' love' mean? Does it talk about brotherly friendship?" Diana blinked and began to explain, "Well, Dad, 'boys' love' means that the book is about the friendship between men. In the future, if you come across books classified as 'boys' love,' pay more attention; it means the book is worth a read."

Elaina’s breath caught as he pulled out a thick, aged book bound in dark leather, its surface etched with faded symbols that seemed to shimmer faintly even in the low light. Her heart skipped. “No,” she breathed. “Yes,” Jone said, eyes twinkling. “I call it the dragon compendium. I think you music tunes you speak of is in it… the one you’ve been missing.” Elaina stared at it, stunned. “How… how do you have that?” The book looked exactly like the one they had left behind in the palace… only a little rough due to previous handling. She almost thought it was the same one but she remembered Drake had most warriors were given to book to study from.

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.

“Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ” He shrugged, flipping another page. “I keep telling you not to judge me with your assumptions.” “I'm sorry if my assumptions don't fit your personality,” I said, taking the seat across from him. “Why this book?” I asked, stealing the opportunity to know what the real Kael is like. “I like books that… make me think. And this one does.” “Think about what?” I asked, hoping my curiosity wasn't obvious. “Is this some sort of interview?” he asked, placing the book on the table without closing it.

I change into a pair of leather pants and a bra strapping my sword to my waist. While I'm changing, Flavius wanders around the room, lightly brushing his fingers across the many bookshelves I have carved out of the mountain wall. "When I thought of your room, I never thought of so many books. I thought it would be full of weapons and armor," he says jokingly. "I love to read, honestly," I respond. "I’m surprised, though; you even have books written in other languages," he remarks. "There is a lot of great literature that came from the elves and the fae. As a dragon, I am fluent in all languages. I only have to hear the language once, and I can speak it," I tell him nonchalantly.

Dan said. “Alright, Beta, we trust your judgment,” the men said and parted, and me and Dan entered inside. Just like the outside, the inside was telling too, huge and layered with books upon books. I was starting to think finding the book in particular wasn’t going to be easy. “You want to read about rogues and run patterns, right?” Beta Dan asked. “Yes, and other related things,” I added, so as not to ruin the possibility of diverging into something else later.

Althea stepped closer immediately. “The library archives.” She replied as she walked around the table, showing the book with the symbol. “What does the symbol mean?” Seraphina’s gaze remained fixed on the page. Althea’s exhaustion snapped suddenly beneath the weight of fear and uncertainty and Dominic being somewhere underground beyond her reach. “Tell me!” She urged, her voice cracked sharper than intended. “What the f8ck is this?”

The title was etched in bold silver runes: The Fate of a Dragon. She traced the letters with her fingertips, a shiver crawling down her spine. A tragedy, the blurb on the back declared. "Urgh. I'm already having a nasty day, do I really want to make it worse?" She dropped the book but didn't walk too far before she stopped and turned back. Her eyes narrowing suspiciously, she picked up the book again and looked at the blurb once more.

Strange symbols had been carved into its surface, forming patterns Ava had never seen before. Even touching it sent a faint shiver through her fingers. “What language is this?” she asked quietly. Draven’s expression remained unreadable. “One older than wolves.” Cassian stepped closer, studying the book. “You’re giving her a spellbook?” Draven shrugged slightly. “I’m giving her knowledge.” Cassian’s gaze sharpened. “And why would you do that?” Draven met his eyes calmly. “Because if the curse truly connects her to the witch who created it…”