Hunter’s POV
I never used to spend time in the library.
It wasn’t that I couldn’t appreciate quiet or books or the musty smell of old wood and dust. I just never needed it. People always came to me. I was the center. The son of the Alpha. I had a role to play.
But after Jade ran from me that day in the library, I found myself back in that very room… alone.
The librarian gave me a curious glance when I stepped in, like she couldn’t decide if I was lost or had the wrong building. I ignored it and went to the far corner.
Her corner.
Her scent still lingered faintly there. Not strong, just enough to tighten something in my chest. She was calm here. Herself. This was a part of her I never noticed — never cared to notice.
I sat where she’d been and looked at the book still sitting on the
