Blakely’s POV
We make our way back to the packhouse in silence. Jake finds a t-shirt and athletic shorts on the way and puts them on.
When we get back, Jake leads me to the library, a place I have not visited yet, as it is slightly away from all the other common rooms. In fact, it looks rarely visited and there is no one there.
It is a regal looking room, wood paneling everywhere, large and impressive furniture around the room, floor to ceiling shelves filled with books, and a massive fireplace against the wall.
“Wow, this is a really nice library.” I turn in a slow circle as I take the room in.
“Thanks.” Jake mumbles as he heads to a shelf in the back corner of the room and crouches.
I follow him and look over his shoulder.
The books here are leather bound and old looking.
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