“Eat first,” he purred.
My head snapped up.
There—there it was again.
That amber glint in his eyes.
Not a hint of blue.
Not even a flicker.
Just black and gold.
Wrong.
Unnatural.
I blinked—and it vanished.
“Your eyes…”
He tilted his head, expression mild.“Yes?”
“Nothing,” I said quickly, turning away as if the plates suddenly mattered more than my sanity.
I lifted them with careful hands, passed one to him, kept the other for myself.
My mind was playing tricks on me.
It had to be.
That’s what I told myself for the rest of the day.
But no matter how many times I repeated the lie…
I never managed to convince myself.
Chapter 15
Thaddeus
Our mate is hungry, Wulfric growled.
I slid another egg onto her plate.
Not for food, you fool, he snapped, pacing inside me like a storm trapped in bone.Can’t you scent her incoming heat?
I smiled pleasantly at Euphemia when she lifted those dark brown eyes to me.
Mmm.
Yes.
Euphemia MacDonald.
Euphemia Wulverton.
The name tasted sinful on my tongue.
