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She was reading a thick leather-bound volume on ancient legends—her fingers tracing the golden ink of the mythical creatures etched on the page—when a shadow passed behind her. She turned and almost dropped the book. Alaric stood near the tall windows, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the snowy garden beyond. “I didn’t mean to intrude,” Seraphine said, quickly standing. “I didn’t know you were here.” He looked over his shoulder. “It is your home now as well. You do not need to flee when I enter.” Still, she held the book to her chest like a shield. Alaric’s gaze dropped to the spine. “The Chronicles of the Thirteenth Moon. That’s not light reading.”

It was an opportunity Athena couldn't ignore. One moonless night, shrouded in darkness, Athena crept towards the apothecary. Her agile form moved silently, every step calculated to avoid the guards' patrols. With nimble fingers, she picked the lock to the storehouse, slipping inside like a ghost. Rows of vials and jars lined the shelves, their contents illuminated by the faint glow of a single lantern.

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he shouted. I responded by raising my middle finger. His laughter echoed through the gym. Once settled inside the café, I ordered my favorite milk tea and pulled a book from my bag. History of Apothecary. As I read, I found myself becoming more interested in the course I'd chosen. The book introduced me to new ideas and perspectives, inspiring me to work harder and appreciate pharmacy even more. Completely absorbed in reading, I didn't realize how much time had passed. Outside, the city slowly transformed. Streetlights illuminated the roads, and people hurried along the sidewalks. There was something beautiful about the sight of a bustling city at night.

“There’s not much to talk about. I’m an exile with a death warrant and a mate who’d rather kill me than have me expose the pack secrets.” Cassie’s eyebrows lift. “Is that what you think?” The question sits there, sticky and sharp. I look away, up at the line of drying herbs that bisects the room. There’s more variety here than in most apothecaries: sage, mugwort, skullcap, dried poppies hanging like little brown bells. Bundles of pale birch bark, glass jars packed with yellow roots and bitter leaves, whole shelves dedicated to vials of what I’d guess are poisons if I didn’t know Cassie’s reputation.

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The book began to glow with a blinding, white light. “I am going to the Cradle of Ancients,” she said. “And I am going alone.” “Like hell you are!” Ash yelled, stepping toward her. “Stay back!” Rhea screamed, and the light from the journal exploded, filling the room with a force that knocked everyone to their knees.

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I needed to understand what was happening to me. I dressed quickly then slipped out of my room. The academy was silent. Everyone else was still sleeping. I made my way to the greenhouse. When I pushed open the door, I immediately noticed something different. There was a book under the stone bench where Rhea and I usually sat. She did this occasionally. She left things for me to find without explanation or note. It could be herbs sometimes, or small crystals she said would help me sleep. But this time it was a book. I picked it up to look at. The cover was dark green leather. The title was stamped in faded gold letters: Bloodline Magic and the Lunar Covenant: A Practitioner's Study.

Opening it silently, I strained for signs of anyone else in the hotel who might recognize me or who I may know. Throwing caution to the wind, I stole down the hall, my feet lightly pattering on the marble floor as I hurried down to the bookshop. I looked around and found one I thought was fitting for the occasion: Lady Chatterley's Lover based on the title because I felt I could relate with her but half not trusting myself not to give in to the lust-filled pages and half gleeful with excitement, I chose the book and headed back to my suite. Shutting myself in the bedroom, I curled up on the oversized chair again and got lost in its pages.