Nobody told her dragons use libraries.
Or that one of them would ruin her filing system and her entire life plan.

She's the head librarian who alphabetizes her trauma.
He's the dragon alpha who crash-landed into her carefully ordered world ten minutes before closing.

Neither expected a thunderstorm, an ancient mystery, or feelings too big to fit on an index card.

Perfect for readers who love: cozy chaos, grumpy/sunshine energy, nerd x nerd fated mates, and dragons who say "please" when they destroy your cataloguing system and for all the AuDHD readers, pattern-brained people, and anyone who organises their feelings into a spreadsheet.