Audrey & Edwin
Audrey’s POV
The moment my fingers touched the blank pages, text appeared. I watched in awe as the scrawling letters curled across the white paper, almost as though written by an invisible hand.
I have to be dreaming, I thought to myself as I slowly stood, my eyes fixed on the page. Surely I was asleep; otherwise, this would never be happening.
But even so, I carefully carried the book over to a nearby desk and sank down into the leather chair. Furrowing my brow, I pulled the lamp a little closer so that the soft amber hue illuminated the page.
“The Silver Wolf,” I read softly under my breath.
My fingers traced the page as I began to read. The strange text had stopped moving, now appearing to be printed just like any other book. For a moment, I wondered
