Alpha Of Aberdeen
It hit the floor with a dull thud, opening to reveal a yellowed page with a strange symbol sketched in faded ink.
My breath caught in my throat. I recognized that symbol—it was the same one tattooed on my grandmother's wrist, a secret mark she'd always kept hidden.
Just then, the library doors burst open, and Lux strode in, his face a mask of irritation. "There you are," he growled. "We've been looking everywhere for you."
I quickly scooped up the book, hiding it among my other materials. "I didn't realize I needed your permission to conduct research," I said, meeting his icy gaze with defiance.