SADE’S POV
They all stood in Denis’s room.
Denver had called them up to come see something and they had come up to his room to find a mass of wax strips on the floor filled with white hair.
She was looking at a teenage boy whose body was filled and completely covered with white hair.
“Is he ok?” Denver asked.
“Well I don’t think we are going to need any magical seeing or whatever to know what he is. It’s absolutely loud and clear.” Sade said.
She had only heard of them, she had not seen. She had heard stories, been told stories, read stories about his kind, but never had she expected to meet one. She was actually very excited.
Excited was even an understatement.
She had heard his kind was extinct or perhaps almost extinct. But here was one of them right in front of her. The priv
