Fangs, Furs And Spells
she murmured.
That made my spine tighten.
I followed her gaze to the book. It didn’t belong.
The others were worn, faded, labeled in neat script. This one was darker, the leather cracked and uneven, its spine completely blank. No dust or markings.
“Okay,” I said, keeping my tone light even as my instincts screamed. “Let’s not touch the creepy, unlabeled object in the ancient magic library”
She swallowed. “It feels like it already touched me”
I took another step forward. “Lyra, seriously…” I shuddered in goosebumps.
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