Elena’s pov
The musty scent of aged paper and leather clung to the air of the library, a comforting aroma that always soothed my restless soul. I loved losing myself within these stacks, escaping the dangerous realities of living in a powerful pack. Today, however, my focus was fractured. My eyes drifted towards Chloe, perched at a table bathed in the afternoon sunlight. She was the last person I expected to see in the library.
Chloe was usually a whirlwind of energy, plotting and scheming. But today, she was still, unnervingly so. I looked around the library noiselessly in search of Hailey. The two were always together but the other one was nowhere to be found.
Lost in thought, her brow furrowed in concentration, Chloe looked like a coiled spring ready to unleash, a predator ready to p
