Moonlight slipped through the partially drawn curtains, casting faint beams across Elion's office. The faint scent of old books and leather hung in the air, thanks to the countless books lining the room. Flames leapt in the fireplace, its light playing tricks on the dark walls.
Elion paced back and forth, holding the book while his face stayed locked in intense thought.
Vampires: 10,001 Facts and Myths.
His long fingers gripped the edges tightly as though the answers he sought might slip through if he didn't hold them fast.
He stopped abruptly near his desk, his jaw tight. Elion opened the book to a marked page, skimming the words fast, his frown deepening with every line.
