Primal Awakening

VANCE’S POV

The words come out wrong. Too low, too calm, like they’re coming from somewhere else, somewhere deep inside me that I’ve spent my whole life keeping locked away.

“Vance.” Malachi’s voice goes careful. “Your eyes.”

“What about them?”

“They’re not changing back. They’re staying gold.”

I don’t care about my eyes. I don’t care about anything except the woman in my arms and the old man on t