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His tip played with my clit and it damn near killed me with so much pleasure. "Ruby can read another language?" Sebastian asked, grabbing the book and flipping through a few pages. "What is this?" "I'm not exactly sure, but I think it was Lupa's spell book. Maybe only her heirs can read it." Gabe's eyes swept down to my breast as he position his hands on both side my head. "I want to hear how perfectly I make love to my little wolf. We need to get Sebastian nice and riled up for what I have planned next." He winked at me and I giggled. He was up to something and I loved it.

Gail forced her focus back on the books. Perhaps one was something craft related. She stood up from the chair and scanned the book shelves, left to right, purposely ignoring the scandalous titles of the romance novels. However, the only books she found were self-help books and books on various scientific topics. Gail knew there were books written about actual witchcraft. The coven itself had a library for such things, but did her aunt?

“Thank you.” “Do you want me to assist you?” Tyron offered. “No need.” Gwen answered, smiling. “I think I can manage on my own.” Gwen walked back to her room with the book and closed the door behind her. She sat down on her seat and sighed, then glanced at the book. It was dark-covered, and the title was written in a language she couldn’t understand. When she opened the book though, she could read what was written inside. There were so many chapters of different spells, and most if not all made use of blood. The more she flipped pages, the more shocked she became. She didn’t know if she should feel disgusted at the gory acts or in awe of how it is carried out.

I hadn’t even known a room was back here but seeing the door perched open, my interest is piqued. I poke my head into the dim, lamp-lit room, Gabriel whispering to himself as he skims through a book or two. The walls are shelves, stacked left to tight in old, dusty books, antique and expensive, I’m sure. Most of the titles are about ancient wolves and folklore. He most notice my scent and sits up, his light eyes weary and dazed. “My dear, can I help you with something?” I look over my shoulder, my laptop and files splayed out over his desk where he hasn’t been able to do much work at his own desk for the last few days. “I came by to do a little research, that’s all.”

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