History At The Library Novels & Stories

She was always baking cookies, pies, cakes, anything and everything for us, until we grew older and stopped going down to see her. “I’m working on a history project for school. I’m needing some information on some major wars that have happened. Can you point me in the right direction?” “I always told the kids that history always repeats itself and to pay attention. Glad someone finally listened.” She had a smirk on her face and she winked at me. It wasn’t what she said but how she said it that sent the cold chill down my spine. “You are going to want the restricted section. Upstairs and to the right. You can’t miss it.”

If only she was Vixen. I stepped into the library, Libby immediately coming into view. She bowed on spotting me. “Alpha Kael, welcome.” “I see the Library is empty, as always.” She nodded. “No one comes here anymore. Everything they need is on the internet most times.” It was probably for the best. The pack house library contained crucial information that shouldn't be made public. Especially the archives. “The founders day celebration is nearby. I need the book of historical records.” “Oh, the book is in the restricted section of the archive.” She pointed to the closed door on the left.

I blushed under his surprised gaze and nodded, then pointed to the rows of shelves, silently asking if I could pick another one. He chuckled. “Go on, dear. Help yourself.” I smiled and walked past the counter toward the endless rows of books. The library was massive, and the sheer number of books was overwhelming. This time, I found myself wandering toward the history section. There were so many titles—books on how the pack was founded, the first Alpha, the lands that had grown exponentially. But none of these seemed to interest me. I began to wonder why I had come to this section in the first place, but as I turned to leave, something caught my eye.

And it was a place where documents might reasonably be left behind after council meetings or strategy sessions. I waited until late afternoon, when I knew the library would be empty between the lunch period and evening studies. Then I made my way there, the forged document tucked inside a leather folder. The library was vast—three stories of books, maps, and records. I chose the second floor, near the section on military history and strategy. A place where such a document might reasonably be reviewed.

Carline shouted and waved at the man while smiling so I lowered her hand. I looked at Astrielle and she just snorted as if unaffected. Alas! we finished our enrollment at one o'clock and we went round and round until we ended up in the school library. I went to the history area and asked the librarian about Lycans and other books with regards to wolves while my two friends are at the main library sofa. "We don't have any records about the Lycans, but maybe the museum has them. There are books there that are not in the town's archives. Don't tell others that I said it, because I might get caught..." said the librarian.

Kylan kept the conversation light, pointing out small details about the architecture and the history carved into the walls. When we stepped into the royal library, I stopped in the doorway. Three floors of shelves stretched upward, filled with more books than I had ever seen in my life. Ladders on wheels lined the walls. Sunlight poured through tall windows, catching dust motes in the air. “This is incredible,” I whispered. Kylan led me to the first row. “Historical records are here. Ancient pack treaties, wars, bloodlines. Over there are the poetry and romance sections. You seem like someone who enjoys both.”

"And what's that you're working on now, Evan? That project that so caught your interest. You should hear this boy. He can't stop talking about it." "We were bringing up some old records and journals from the time of the town's settlement for the town founding ceremony in a few weeks. The library is loaning some of its older books and town artifacts out to the mayor's office for the day of the celebration, and I found something very interesting in the annals of our history, which might even interest you, Miss Hunter." He smiled mischievously, drawing her curiosity. "What did you find?" she asked him, being pulled in by the mystery of it.

As I take a seat across from him, he looks up at me with a smile, his eyes creasing kindly. I smile back, glad to have this opportunity to aid him in caring for this place of knowledge and contemplation, this library that houses so much history between its shelves. For now, that will be mystery enough for me. I take a seat across from the physician and begin to help organize the material on the table in front of us. As we work, he tells me more about the library's history. It originated as part of a royal monastery built hundreds of years ago. Many of the oldest volumes originated from the monks' collection. However, the library went through many shifts of fortune over time.

“What would you like to read, my lady?” “I want historical books,” I said. “Ones that tell me more about this place… about Kael’s family history.” She paused, fingers resting on a leather spine. “We’ve never had any historical books here in the library.” I stared at her, stunned. “How does a library not have any historical books?”

the voice of the librarian, startled her as she opened the door; she hadn’t been expecting anyone inside. “Hello a…” “Aaron, how may I help you?” “I need some books on pack history.” “Pack history?” The man stared blankly at her. I guess it is not everyday that people come asking for pack history. “Yes. Considering the fact that I am a human and the Luna, I have to learn the pack histories. No great leader can learn without knowing its history.” “That is really thoughtful of you, Luna, and I would be happy to help. You can make yourself comfortable, and I will fetch the books. Any particular preference?”