A quaint seaside room was on the other side of the door. The sun was high in the sky, and I could see the ocean through a large bay window. Is this an office of some sort? The room was tidy in pastels, with neat bookshelves lining the walls. In front of the window was a desk with an office chair sitting at it.
Where is this? I blinked.
A growl came from behind me, and I snapped my attention to Jackson. He was standing on all fours with his fur raised, making him look even bigger. Lily was next to him with eyes as wide as saucers.
This must be where the book is. In someone else’s house. That’s why I couldn’t find it here.
“What’s happening?” Lily whispered in a frightened voice.
“Everything’s fine.” But panic was building in my chest. Do I go in? Whose house is that? It must belong to
