Chapter 975 Stacked

• Skye
• Alex turns from the shelf and spots me before I’ve noticed the tall shadow stretching across the beaten, fraying carpet belongs to him. He slides the book he was eyeing back onto the shelf, catching me by the arm when I try to slide past him. “Wait.”
• I jerk to a stop, but he doesn’t let me go. All around us, the library is buzzing with distant sounds: clicking keys on a laptop, the ever humming metal whirl of the furnace, soft voices not so far away, but still. We’re not alone. He has to know that. If he’s… wanting me for… blood….