"What eyes?"
Seraphina asked in confusion while she stared into Arwan's beautiful emerald orbs. The more she looked into them, the harder it was becoming for her to look away. It was like those eyes had successfully enchanted her. Yet, he was saying something about her eyes.
The man inched his face closer to hers, barely leaving two inches between their faces. With his eyes staring right into hers, he answered.
"These eyes." His voice was huskier as he spoke the words, and his orbs were slowly starting to shift into amber from emerald. "You are making it hard for me to keep me and my wolf under control." He confessed.
Though Seraphina had already guessed that Arwan was a werewolf, the real weight of the matter only started dawning over her when the man suddenly admitted it himself loud and clear.
"You are a werewolf."
