Chapter 8
SolenneBoxon Hill
Marechal House - The Library
“I say!” Colonel Chambers shouted, rearing back as he spotted the creature lurking in the shadowy recess of the library. His cane thumped against the floor as he took a defensive stance. “Miss Marechal, are you well?”
“Oh, that’s just Tristan. He’s quite harmless as he is stuffed.” Solenne turned her attention from the window and faced her visitor.
Chambers approached the stuffed monster, radiating curiosity. “Stuffed. Godwin mentioned this curiosity once, but I did not believe him. Fascinating.”
“Grandfather hunted him and had him stuffed.” Gutted and stuffed with a concoction of chemicals and sawdust, the transformed wolf stood on his hind legs. Tucked into a corner to prevent further degradation from sunlight, he lurked, mos
