Where the aura behind my pupils had always been a faint silver, it was now a bright glow. If I looked closely enough, I could see fine threads radiating out from the orbs of eather, piercing the golden hue of my eyes. I’d seen the same in Kieran’s, though with his already vivid, cerulean gaze, it wasn’t as noticeable. Still, what I was staring at right now, and what I’d seen when I looked at Kieran, was impossible. At least it should have been.
