ALEXANDRIA
I watched as Wyatt began wandering around the library, returning to place books down on the table. I slightly straightened to read one of the titles. Most of the books were about werewolf history, while some focused on the topic of becoming a better leader.
Wyatt finally sat back down and opened one of the books, but he paused when he felt my stare.
“What?” he asked, looking up.
“You actually read?” I muttered, a hint of disbelief in my voice.
He raised a brow and closed the book, crossing his arms over his chest. “Did you expect me not to read?”
I pursed my lips. “Not at this hour, I guess. You also don’t look the type.”
A small scoff escaped his lips. “Hot Alphas can’t be smart now?”
“Hot?” I exclaimed, my voice echoing through the library.
Who was I kidding? He was u
