THORN’S POV
The air in the academy's hidden library was heavy, thick, and almost suffocating with dust and grimes circling around. No one would dare to enter the dilapidated structure other than me who was immersed and locked myself inside the study for hours, lost in dust and silence.
Scrolls, ledgers, and old records covered every inch of the table, pages yellowed and fragile, like they’d been waiting centuries to be touched.
It had been waiting for me all along to uncover the truth.
“This is very quite interesting,” I muttered, eyes darting across faded names on the table.
I am tracing the history of the witches, werewolves, vampires of these past few years.
Given the immense power of Thalina that I witnessed in the forest, I want to understand more about her in order to destroy h
