#Chapter 14: The Silver Wolf

Audrey & Edwin Audrey’s POV The moment my fingers touched the blank pages, text appeared. I watched in awe as the scrawling letters curled across the white paper, almost as though written by an invisible hand. I have to be dreaming, I thought to myself as I slowly stood, my eyes fixed on the page. Surely I was asleep; otherwise, this would never be happening. But even so, I carefully carried the book over to a nearby desk and sank down into the leather chair. Furrowing my brow, I pulled the lamp a little closer so that the soft amber hue illuminated the page. “The Silver Wolf,” I read softly under my breath. My fingers traced the page as I began to read. The strange text had stopped moving, now appearing to be printed just like any other book. For a moment, I wondered if it was some kind of special paper—perhaps it reacted to the oils in my hand and the invisible ink was exposed. Either that, or the book was magic. Fat chance for that, I knew.