Lillian
Being an animal had it's ups and downs, but one of the biggest perks of being able to become a predator such as a polar bear was the sheer power of smell Alyus gained when in his animal form. The minute Feyre set foot in the library, her scent wafted it's way up into the King's nose, causing it to twitch ever so slightly. Alongside smell, hearing and vision were also enhanced, and each step the human took made Alyus's ears perk and move a bit. It had yet to wake him, but it was only when Feyre drew closer did Alyus begin to stir. It wasn't noticeable at first, but then a low and heavy grumble began to almost shake the table as it came from the King's chest. As Feyre grabbed a book, Alyus's eyes opened to see a hand in front of his face.

His crystal blue eyes widened as he reared himself up to face what he assumed was a thief or an assassin sent to kill him. There had been many attempts, but given how feared and ferocious Alyus was, none had prevailed in assassinating the King of Gantrick. In what seemed like mere seconds, Alyus had reared up on his back legs, standing at almost eleven feet tall in his bear form. His paws were out at his sides as he readied himself to attack whoever dared disturb the King. His mouth curled into a ferocious snarl as a growl emitted from his throat, and it reverberated off of the walls only adding to the display of power from the King. But then, his eyes fell on Feyre.

He paused a moment, his breathing still a bit heavy from being woken up so suddenly. However, Alyus let out a scoff, blowing air into Feyre's face as he fell back down on all fours. Even then, the bear king stood tall above Feyre, and as he looked down at her it became increasingly obvious he was frustrated with her.

"Have you ever heard the phrase, 'Curiosity killed the human.'?"
Allan
As careful as one human could be, Feyre bravely let herself coil her fingers around the books hard back cover. The heavy breathing and low growl of Alyus reverberated so strongly however that it startled her, causing the smooth texture to slip from her hand— ending in a loud *Thunk* That seemed to echo through the library.

A small gasp blew from Feyre's lips and before she knew it, the king had thrashed himself to his full height. Her eyes widened in fear just like she was re-seeing him for the first time. Not knowing what would happen, she felt her body begin to tremble. Those eyes, those angry, cold eyes. She could have sworn they were a deep pit of emptiness.

As Alyus landed back down- his low scoff making her bounce back a bit- Feyre started to take small steps backwards, trying to leave a wide gap between the two. Her heart was racing a million miles an hour, thumbing so loud she thought it would hop right out of her throat. Upon the kings chilling question however, the pure blood was in a bit of a shock, unable to answer.

"I- I..." She started, her breath quivering with each word as she tried to speak. "I meant no harm y-your Highness. I just- uhm.."

With each backwards step the human took, she quickly began to realize the situation she was stuck in. She was a mouse, caught right between the paws of her capture.
Lillian
Alyus's lips curled into a slight smirk, but it faded just as quickly as it had come. He looked down and realized what Feyre had been reaching for; a book. He raised an eyebrow slightly before closing his eyes, and suddenly his body began to shrink. His bones cracked and shifted as his fur disappeared, only to be replaced by skin and clothing. He muzzle began to push inwards into his face, and as he stood up on his hind legs once again, it was shortly after that the King was in his human form once again. He adjusted himself, straightening out any wrinkles in his clothing before bending down and picking up the book Feyre had dropped.

In his human form, Alyus was clothed in a padded black vest and underneath was a long white v-neck shirt. He wore simple brown trousers and leather boots. He handed the book over to Feyre, it was a book on Dark Spells. Alyus of course knew no magic, so it was strange to see him reading such a book. Alyus eyed the human cautiously and curiously, almost like a predator watching it's prey. Those ice blue eyes remained steely however, just as they had when he was a bear.

He showed that smirk once more at her words and began to brush past her, but as he did he stopped by her side and leaned in, mumbling low into her ear.

"If I thought you meant me harm, you wouldn't be breathing."

Alyus then made his way towards the doors of the library, most likely heading off to do his morning duties. He was a King after all, and he had plenty to do each day.