I needed to be headed home but I couldn't stop reading the book I found. It was called Blood Moons and it was written by Ginger York. It was about the beginning of wolves and how she came across one. The book contained all the research that she had gathered over the years. I was interested in how the connection between humans and wolves was deeper than just sharing a body. The librarian told me that she had to leave early but trusted me with locking up the library. I could see the moon shining brightly in the sky from the window. The clock on the wall said that it was eight-fifteen. I yawned and stood up stretching. I had spent most of the day in the library reading and it was relaxing. It was safe to say that I finally spent my day doing something that I wanted to do. I glanced up when I
