A Time of New Beginnings

For a moment, Logan was afraid. If he’d hurt someone while he was a wolf, he’d never forgive himself. Shaking the thoughts and fears and doubts away, he opened the door. His eyes widened when he came face to face with a young man, hand raised to knock on the door.

“Hello,” he said, blinking.

The young man flushed and took a step back. Folding his hands behind his back, he released a nervous chuckle. “Morning, Professor Starke,” he said, giving Logan a weak smile. “I – I was sent to wake you? It’s breakfast, if you feel up to it?”

Logan nodded. “You seem to have me at a disadvantage, Master…” he trailed off, as he stepped into the corridor and closed the door firmly behind him. He arched an eyebrow at the young man. “I don’t know your name,” he prompted. “Yet, you seem to know mine.”

“Oh,” the young man said, flushing. He looked around nervously – or perhaps it was shyly – and said, “Master Keenan told me your name when I brought you here last night. I – I’m Cyrus Grayson. I’m the… um, caretaker… for the school.”

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