Scarlett / Raven’s POV
I stepped back into the healer’s library and closed the door behind me with a soft click.
My fingers fumbled with the key before the lock finally turned. The soft scrape of metal sliding into place eased some of the tension knotted inside me. No one was going to walk in and find me surrounded by books I was never meant to touch. Especially not Ms. Darkmoon. The thought of her sharp eyes landing on me here made my stomach turn. I couldn't survive another confrontation tonight.
The library felt different in the dead of night. The recessed lights cast a pale glow over the shelves, leaving the narrow aisles wrapped in long shadows. Tablets rested silently in their charging docks, their dark screens reflecting the light whenever I passed. The air was cool and still,
