My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Library Nerd

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Chapter 112

~Valerie’s POV~

There it was again. That feeling.

He knew, not everything, but something.

He turned back to the board like nothing had happened, continuing the lecture as if the whole room hadn’t just shifted.

I sat back slowly, trying to focus on his words, but my mind was already racing ahead.

Professor Anderlyn wasn’t just a teacher, he was either a piece of the puzzle... Or the one hiding the box it came in.

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I didn’t expect the library to be this quiet at dusk.

Even with the enchantments filtering sound at the archways, there was usually a hum—a whisper of turning pages, the soft creak of chairs. But tonight, it was like the entire building held its breath.

I pushed the door open slowly and stepped inside.

I hadn’t come here to read. I came for answers. More specifically, answers from Professor Anderlyn.

I still hadn’t stopped thinking about the way his expression barely changed when I mentioned the sigils in my last class. Like he already knew what I was fishing for... and wasn’t surprised.

Not even a little.

The deeper I walked into the restricted wing, the colder the air became. Runes glowed faintly beneath my boots. Some were meant to repel noise. Others were much less friendly.

When I reached the far alcove where Professor Anderlyn’s private workspace had been set up—scrolls, neat books, stacked like fragile bones, and dusty old books lined up like soldiers—I slowed.

He was there.

So was someone else.

Ash.

He sat at the long table, sleeves rolled up, dark hair falling slightly over one brow as he leaned over a worn parchment, his thumb tracing a faded script like he could coax it back to life.

My gaze flickered to Ash. He looked... peaceful watching Professor Anderlyn.

Still powerful, yes—he was built like every Lycan heir I’d ever seen: tall, carved, quiet—but there was something in the way he read that made me pause.

It wasn’t intense or brooding. It was relaxed, focused, and gentle. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"You’re late, Miss Nightshade," Professor Anderlyn said without looking up. His tone was flat as usual. "Take a seat. I believe you’ll find today’s content... relevant."

Ash turned toward me then. His eyes caught the warm light close to me before settling on my face.

"She’s the one you told me you were expecting?"

He was expecting me?

My instincts were on alert immediately.

What the hell was going on?

"Yes." Finally, Professor Anderlyn lifted his head to look at me. "Although I was beginning to wonder if your little curiosity would lead you back to me for more, Ms. Nightshade."

The way he mentioned my name hinted strongly at whether he knew something, or it was just pure coincidence.

I shook that thought away. Solstice would not lie or get the wrong information. This spoke a lot about why none of us at home could find the emblem further after years of searching.

Those involved covered their tracks very well, and I discovered that one does not find the group but is instead found by the group.

But till now, I haven’t seen them.

"Nightshade?" I blinked when Ash called my name softly and stuttered briefly.

"Umm, yes?"

"Everything alright, Ms Nightshade?"

I smiled and swallowed. "Umm, fine, Professor."

Ash walked forward, stopping not too far from me. "Valerie," he said, his voice lower than usual. "Didn’t expect you here."

I lifted a brow. "Same. You’re helping Professor Anderlyn?"

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