Right there, in the center of the hallway, stands a giant wolf sniffing the air. It’s not just any wolf, mind you. It’s flimsy and see-through, flickering in and out like an ethereal creature from another world—as in, the afterlife.
“Miss Woods?” A sharp voice pierces the silence, and I jerk around to find Mrs. Humphrey standing behind me. “What are you doing?”
“I, uh, I’m supposed to start working in the library today.”
“I see.” She peers past me, one of her dark, elegant brows quirking. “Can you see her?”
“Her?” I echo, glancing at the wolf. “Yeah. It’s hard to miss her.”
“You’d be surprised. Students walk through her on a daily basis,” Mrs. Humphrey quips. “Looks like you can see the dead, my dear.”
“I’m sorry?” I groan, rubbing my forehead. “Out of all the abilities we have at ou
