The Rejected True Heiress (Liora) novel Chapter 93

Liora

The library was the only place I could think of to start my next search. If Mia’s class couldn’t be my lead, maybe some old legends could.

It’s not like I could piss off the Moon Goddess anymore by nosing through her stories.

By midday, the noise from the halls was nothing but a distant hum, dulled by thick wooden doors. The sunlight through the tall windows came in pale ribbons, lighting up the dust in the air. The rest of the world could have burned down, and in here, it would still smell like old paper and ink.

Perfect.

I’d pulled three entire stacks of books around me, a fortress of leather bindings and worn pages: histories of werewolves, dense texts on Lycans, thin, brittle pamphlets about old bloodlines, even obscure case studies of wolfless wolves and the rare, desperate stories of those who’d somehow triggered their first shift late in life.

None of it helped.

Every paragraph seemed to blur into the same tired refrain: a wolf that never awakened. That was it. That was all anyone wanted to talk about. There was nothing, not a single footnote or dusty myth, about someone who had awakened, who had shifted and felt the fire in their blood… and then lost it.

I leaned closer to another page, trying to keep my eyes focused on the tiny print.

Bond-breaking. Suppression. None of it was here.

Even the old tales my father mentioned weren’t anywhere to be found. And if they weren’t here, in a library this big, with all the old blood’s history lined up in perfect rows, then that meant what was happening to me wasn’t just rare.

It was unheard of.

I let out a slow breath and scratched absently at my scalp with the tip of my nail. The truth was, in all my life, I had never heard of anyone who’d already awakened, someone who had felt the shift, carried a wolf, and then lost it.

It made no sense.

I stared down at the open book in front of me, but the words blurred together into meaningless patterns. My fingers hovered over the page like maybe if I traced the letters, I could force them to rearrange themselves into something useful.

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