(3rd Person P. O. V)
Oliver and his father sat in their sprawling library, surrounded by towering shelves of books that stretched up to the high ceiling. The room was bathed in the warm glow of a chandelier that hung in the center, illuminating the rich, dark wood paneling that covered the walls.
Oliver was seated at a large wooden desk, surrounded by stacks of dusty tomes and ancient manuscripts. He furrowed his brow as he flipped through the pages of a thick book, searching for any mention of a human sharing two Alpha mates. His father sat nearby in a plush armchair, scanning the pages of lots of books.
Meanwhile, Xavier was deep inside his library, surrounded by rows of shelves crammed with books and scrolls of every size and shape. The room was dimly lit by flickering candlelight, casting long shadows across the floor. He was hunched over a large tome, his brow furrowed in concentration as he read page after page, searching for any information that could help him.