CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED & FIFTEEN

Diana

THE PRINTS LED directly to the secret library. The last print was in front of a bookshelf with just six books on it. It was one of the most uninteresting shelves in the library. At least one of the pages had to be in those books.

Diana picked a book that first caught her attention. She wasn't sure why she felt obliged to pick that book first, but she did pick it.

"Fate's eye? So random," Sia commented on the book Diana was holding.

"What can be more unexpected than a book about fate?" Diana asked.

Suddenly, the book dropped from her hands to the ground. Diana looked at Sia in shock, then looked back to the book.

"What the hell?!" Diana muttered as the pages of the book began flipping themselves.

"Diana…" Thalia called but Diana was busy staring at the continuously flipping book.

She looked at Sia. "Are you doing this?"

Sia quickly shook her head. "Of course, not!"

"What about you, Thalia?" Diana asked again.

Thalia rolled her eyes. "That was why I called your attention i