Nyx's Pov

This particular library always felt safe to me.

Quiet, calm, tucked away from the storms that raged outside in the real world.

Ryker walked beside me, hands stuffed in his pockets. His face was relaxed, but I could see that sharp watchfulness in his eyes that never really left him. He was always on guard. Always ready.

I had worn a hoodie to shield my face from everyone so that they wouldn't be able to recognize me, that is if they knew my face.

When we stepped into the library, I noticed immediately that Miss Elsie wasn’t behind the counter. Instead, a young girl with long brown hair...