Chapter 24
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The librarian stood up at her command, his body shaking like a leaf. I'm so sorry, my Luna. He bowed, bringing his eyes low to the floor.
I didn't, I didn't know. You were the wife of our Alpha. I thought you were someone obsessed with reading library books. Odessa looked deadpan at him.
Was he serious? Are you trying to apologize or insult me further? I could have your head for such words.
Librarian, coward. His eyes fixed on the floor. I, I meant no offence. My Luna, I swear on my mother's grave. I didn't know who you were. I've never seen you before in my life. And I thought, I thought you were just a—
He stopped, hesitant to continue his words. A what? Odessa forced. The librarian dropped his head even lower. A bookworm, milady.
Odessa raised an eyebrow at his words, her expression unyielding. A what? A bookworm? You dare call your Luna a bookworm? The li-
brarian trembled, his voice barely audible. I didn't mean to offend you, my Luna. Please have mercy. Odessa sighed, her patience already wearing thin.
She couldn't keep the act on. I'm tired too. Let's go back to bed. Aria voiced, making Odessa scowl at her wolf. The librarian thought the scowl was directed towards him and immediately knelt, begging for his life.
Please, my Luna, do your subject justice, he cried. Odessa looked at the man in front of her. She sighed.
You should have thought of that before you insulted me, but I suppose I can spare your life. The librarian looked up, his face filled with relief as it washed through his face.
Thank you, my Luna. I promise to never offend you again. Odessa waved her hands nonchalantly, thinking of what next of her plan to do.
And what is the problem of a Luna being a bookworm? Is that how you treat all girls who come to read here? No, Luna, the librarian shook his head. It's just sudden to see someone interested in these old books.
No one ever comes here to read. I only stay here myself. Odessa nodded in understanding. The place was unkempt because what was the use of cleaning it if no one was there to read the books.
I wouldn't even be here if not that I have to find out more about myself and my wolf, Odessa internally spoke. Very well. What are you called?
The librarian stood up, dusting his robes. I'm Simeon. Simeon Silverblood. Odessa nodded, her expression softening slightly.
I would like a book. What book, Luna?
Odessa didn't know. She just wanted a book to understand if there was any wolf with the power of rebirth, or something about wolves that are different.
Odessa whispered, making Simeon squeeze his face in confusion. Wolves that are different? he asked to reassure himself he heard correctly. Well, Odessa nodded, knowing not what to add to the details of her preferred book.
Could it be that book you held yesterday? Simeon asked. The book held nothing in its content. It was empty and useless. I wonder how that book came into this library.
Simeon was deep in thought. I know all the books in this library. Why was that one different? Odessa looked at Simeon as he spoke with himself.
Now that she had time to look at him, she analyzed his features. He looked to be no older than her, maybe in his early twenties, or rather 20.
His eyes fitted into glasses, the reason unknown, since werewolves could never have bad eyesight. His hair was cropped and looked to have been electrocuted.
And his skin dark brown. Any book that might have different werewolves in their abilities, Odessa added. Simeon's eyes suddenly widened as he nodded enthusiastically.
Ah, I think I know just the book, my Luna. Odessa's eyes perked up at this. Finally, something. I don't know the content of the book, only caught a glimpse of it.
It's hidden away in the depths of the library. It's said to contain stories of wolves with extraordinary abilities. Odessa's ears perked up, her heart racing with excitement.
Bring it. I think it's the one, she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Simeon scurried off, walking loudly through the narrow hall of the library.
Odessa followed him close by, curious about what he wanted to show her. She stopped when he entered a dark room, descending what she could only think were stairs.
It was still deep in the night, the moon barely shining outside. Odessa watched as Simeon disappeared with no torch on. This made her jealous.
He was able to use his werewolf sight, but she was barely able to see with her own eyes. Don't worry, we'll soon be able to access our power. I can feel it.
The words of Aria were soothing, and what she said was true. Odessa could feel herself becoming stronger each day. Simeon returned moments later, his face shining with a victorious smile as he came out of the darkness.
A leather-bound book in his hands. This is it, my Luna. The Chronicle.
Of our pack. It's said to hold the secrets of the ancient wolves. Ancient wolves. Odessa had heard of them.
They had powers that we could only think impossible. Odessa's eyes widened as she took the book from Simeon. She opened it, the pages crackling with age. It was filled with pictures of different wolves and some writing.
Odessa felt a strange sensation wash over her as she read the words of the book. It was as if the words were speaking directly to her soul.
Simeon watched her, a curious expression on his face. My Luna.
Is everything all right? Odessa nodded, not bothering to face him. Her eyes still stuck on scanning the pages. She searched but couldn't find what she was looking for.
Maybe it's the only time she shouldn't hold her secret. Simeon, she called, making him look at her. Can I trust you?
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