Nefretiri
Since I've known Melissa, I've never felt anything from her. She was as dormant as everyone else in her family. At least, that's what I believed. As her eyes change color, I feel what I've never felt. Power.
It's nothing like what I can do or have ever seen. Even Liam's strength feels different from this. It's not evil, but there was darkness there.
"Shurakai!" someone cries out, pointing at us. Melissa whispers something I can't hear, her voice sounding raspy. The air looked different after she spoke, making me nervous.
Looking around the café, I noticed that most of the patrons were affected by Melissa's magic. However, five of them weren't. Their eyes changed, and if I wasn't already in so much shock, I might have fainted. Their eyes weren't like Melissa's or even like mine, but there was something familiar about the look. They were like me, even without the silver and gold.
Melissa turns to me, a rigid set to her jaw.
