5
GRAYSON
After a short walk through Wulfhelm, Dex and I pause outside a dusty wooden door.
“The girls’ last teacher used his chamber,” states Dex. “She left to join a wolf pack on Earth.”
Reaching forward, I twist the handle and inspect the room beyond. Pale beams of moonlight cast the space in a ghostly glow. White sheets cover everything. I pull the many coverings back to reveal three armoires as well as a large bed.
I check the tallest wardrobe. It holds tons of linens as well as cleaning stuff. “This is perfect.”
Something else catches my eye—another sheet covers a smallish item on the wall. My breath catches. Could that be a mirror? With trembling hands, I pull the cloth away. A small cloud of dust fills the air.
“There’s a mirror here,” I announce.
The reflective surface is
