We're on our way up to Cara's room and I decide that looking around is a better option than staring at the brother of my best friend.I'm guessing he's master William then? Whatever. I don't want to know more about him than I already do.I finally notice the motif in this place though. It's weird that I haven't picked it up yet. There are wolf paintings almost everywhere. They're mixed into the wallpapers, they appear and disappear at different intervals on the floor. They're mixed into almost every surface I can find here and the thing that really fascinates me is that I can't see them unless I try really hard.It's like they don't want to be seen, and I want to believe that's just a trick of the light and my poor eyesight, but I've seen it on too many surfaces for it to be a coincidence. There's nothing I can think of that would bring an explanation for that, so I cast it out of my mind and decide to focus on something else.Like the ceiling for example."You're Cara's friend rig

Reeve is standing too close for comfort and I can almost feel his breath going down my neck."You know I can literally smell what you had for breakfast right?"He moves in even closer and lets a waft of breath out near the side of my face. I give him a jab in the ribs and smile as he moves away. He's making me lose focus.The world is in its white shape again and I look at the space in front of me.Revee has convinced me to try replicating the Drakin finder once more, but I'm not doing that.My trip to the park yesterday was not a waste. Even if it was clear enough that it had seemed so to Axel and my father.The guard had been bristling with annoyance when we came back home yesterday. Something that has to do with the birds that wouldn't stop going after him so I could focus on the entity in front of me.The thread that unraveled had been that of an entity, something like a spirit but not quite. The birds had been her work, and with Axel distracted I could talk to her.She's from "

"You read on that before you came to class didn't you?"Leander's voice is one I identify immediately as his and I turn to see him sitting on the chair opposite me. It's lunch time and the cafeteria is bustling with students. I can't see Jane, or Cara, and for some reason that worries me.I know I don't like Jane, but sometimes I get these budding fears concerning her, and most of the time I'm always accurate with the feeling I get.My skin is crawling and I just feel weird."You know it's wrong not to reply to a question asked right?"I shake my head and blink back some of the confusion I'm feeling. I feel really weird today. I look up to see Leander fixing me with a hard stare and I smile back nervously."I'm sorry. I'm just feeling really strange today."He nods and my eyes widen."You noticed?"Leander scoffs and attacks his steak."I'm sure half the school has noticed. You spoke like someone reading what was in front of her in class, I'm sure you made some girl spill her drink o

"She's not in here is she?"I shake my head and let William in through the door. I can tell from the way his shoulders are sagged that he's having a hard time. Good.He should.He settles onto my couch and lets out a sigh. I ignore the feeling i get from hearing that sound and walk over to the kitchen to fix him some tea. His favorite brew has been thrown out, i did that the moment i calmed down and found myself able to think straight. I make another brew instead and take it to him, noticing the frown that lines his face for a quick moment before it's replaced by a complacent look.His black and gold tux stands out on his body and that in turn makes him stand out. I can imagine how plain i am compared to him, in lilac and faded lilac. It looks good on me in a way i know only i can pull off, but it still isn't compareable to black and gold. William's eyes flicker to mine and he drops the steaming mug of liquid carefully. "Purple looks good on you Greg."I nod "Thank you for the

"Are you ready for this now?"I nod and Leander settles into his seat for our study session."That's not what we're supposed to read."I look up to see him frowning at me but i roll my eyes instead."I already covered those last night. I'm reading for an audition.""An audition for what? The project is due next month.""And this won't take me a day or two to complete. I'm reading ahead so i can keep up with you. Don't feel worried that i'll slow you down, i can keep up."It's either he's noticed the way my throat seems parched or how my voice sounds raw, but Leander backs off and he doesn't ask me anymore questions.Greg's advice sunk in pretty well and i don't know if i'm capable of carrying it through, but if Cara wants to act the way she's acting now then who am i to stop her. I've seen her three times today and each time she's looked away like the sight of me disgusts her.I want to believe there's something else in the works, but everything seems to be confusing recently and i m