SERENA’S POV
It had been four days since the library. Four days since Kyle walked out the door because someone needed him.
At first, I told myself he’d come back that evening. When night passed, I figured the next morning. By the second day, I stopped jumping every time there were heavy footsteps outside my room.
By day four, I had started to wonder if vanishing into thin air was an Alpha thing in Eldoria? Or if it was just a Kyle thing?
I sat on the edge of the mattress and stared at the stack of ancient books piled on my nightstand. Most of them were totally useless to me. Latin, Greek, Aramaic, and a couple of other languages I couldn't even put a name to. Spending hours locked in that dusty library surrounded by dead languages had given me a good reason to appreciate plain, simple
