Mira's POV
I hadn't meant to fall asleep in the library.
I'd gone in after dinner, mostly out of habit, telling myself I only wanted to find something to read before retreating to my own room the way I'd been doing all week. One book led to another, though, the way it always seemed to in that particular room, and before I fully realized how much time had passed, I'd built a small, precarious stack of texts around myself on the low table, candlelight flickering steadily while I lost myself in something about old pack histories that had nothing directly to do with anything currently unraveling in my life.
Somewhere between one page and the next, exhaustion finally caught up with me.
I woke slowly, disoriented, the candle burned down considerably further than I remembered, though it now s
