Lycaon was devasted to when he came to know about it, he had to learn it the hard way that avarice wasn't the most important thing in life, but love was. It's said that a few years later, Lycaon had killed himself, as his longing for Lydia was boundless.
"You should leave now," Joan says, her face now turned to the side, her gaze fixed outside the window present inside the library, the clouds were clustering up to form a thick blanket of darkness, it seemed like it was about to rain.
"Why-" before Jade could finish her question, Joan interrupts her.
"Go. Now." Joan stresses the words out.
"Okay, okay. I'm going" Jade leaves the library, bringing along the two books with her
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The moment she stepped foot outside the pack house, the scene before her alarmed her as she sta
