Ms. Carrier made a shooing motion behind her back with her hand, then marched toward one of the shelves by the wall. Honey was curious, but by the way the librarian was acting, the two old women and thirty-something man must be important. She didn’t want Ms. Carrier to get in trouble because of her. Besides, she could watch them from above as long as they didn’t duck into a room.
“You there, what’s your name?”
Honey let her foot fall and turned. She should have moved faster. A set of bright blue eyes bored into her. The old woman had to be in at least her 80’s. Her short hair and the sharp way she was dressed screamed leader though, instead of granny, and she emanated power; not magical power, more like force of will. The woman with her was younger, perhaps in her 60’s, and softer in hairstyle, dress, and face. She had kind eyes, but there was a general feeling of sadness around her.
Honey couldn’t have said why, but she knew she did not want any of them to know her name. She gave them the name she and her mom had come up with a long time ago. It was easy to remember because it started with the same letter as her real name and said what she was trying to do, hide.
Excerpt from Wolf, Curse of the Hybrids Book 3
