Chapter Fifty-One

“Well, we’re here now, where do we start?” Jasper propped his hands on his waist, looking around the vast library with a mixture of awe and distaste.

Libraries weren’t a place he enjoyed frequenting and yet here he stood in the biggest library in the world.

“Come on.” I grasped his hand and pulled him in the direction I knew the werewolf mysteries were hidden.

“How is it you know your way around this place? As far as I know, art is more your forte?” Jasper raised an eyebrow when I began looking through the shelves for anything that might catch my eye.

“My mum liked this place, we would come up here pretty often when I was a kid.” I explained, scanning titles as I went along.

“Okay… Are you looking for something particular?” He shrugged, coming to stand beside me with a lost look on his face when he looked at all the books.

Running my fingers over the spine, I stopped on a gold embossed title on a red leather hardcover.

“This one.” I slipped the book from its place and brought it