Mated to the Night Wolf
Barnabas lays back and shuts his eyes, "Unless you only work on a Dark day, and keep to the
shadows out of the light of torches, you must know that even the tone of your skin, Shade cannot
hide you from the light that strays through the windows when the Sun is high and mighty."
I purse my lips at this.
For a moment I am glad that I have not met any other Master for whatever reason. I guess I should
think of them as vile beings. Isolating the master simply because the Night Wolf shows him more
favor than others.
My fingers tremble slightly, and I lean backward, "Then I thank Selene the Library is always dark
regardless of whether it is a dark day or not, and the window is so high," I breathe.