Mated to the Alpha and His Beta

Chapter 381

Lanie

Instead of opening the book, I clutched it to my chest. I sent up another grateful prayer to the Moon

Goddess.

“And thank you for not losing patience with me,” I added in my head. “For trusting that I can and will always follow you.”

I didn’t think anyone would pay attention to me reading a book. Everyone was doing the same thing.

Since I wasn’t sure what I was going to find, though, I wanted to take the book back to our quarters. I wanted to be able to take better notes than on my phone, too.

The first thing that happened when I stood up was that the book was so heavy I had to use both hands to carry it. And then when I headed toward the desk where the ledger was, I tripped and almost fell over. I barely hung onto the book!

Luckily for my pride, nobody seemed to notice my clumsiness. When I tried again to get to the desk, I stubbed my toe and let out a sharp cry. This time it was much more noticeable that nobody turned to look at

I went still, looking around. Seriously, nobody was looking at me or even seemed to notice I was standing in the aisle, based on how someone nearly ran me over. I had to jump out of the way. They looked back, though, surprised when I muttered, “Excuse you.”

So…I wasn’t invisible.

time I tried to get that book to the desk so I could check it out using the

Goddess. “I get the hint. No

the rules. Like stealing. But for a good cause, I told myself as I carried it out of the library without anyone shouting after me that I should come back and sign it out. Once the door

so I tucked it under my arm and scurried through the hallways and staircases, heading for home. I’d have an hour or so to read it before I had to pick up the children from school, and then hopefully some more time after

much as looked at me or asked what floor I needed them to push. I did it myself, and the woman standing in front

blank again.

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with everyone in the enclave seemingly thinking I wasn’t there. When I was a kid, I’d always been fascinated by the stories about

all, I wasn’t eight years

I found a notepad and several pens, and I settled into the chair with the giant book in front of me.

edges. Instead of printed words, I saw handwritten scribbles that

the other book. When I pulled it out, sure enough, they were the

of the book was Celestial, but there was no author. To my shock, as I turned the first page, the words…..moved. They scrambled around and then settled back into place.

making it much easier

The pictures in this book moved, too. Kind of like gifs, the illustrations ran on loops. I flipped through the entire book, fascinated by this magic. Had the author of

book been a witch?

Witches can read

this book just…read