However, Luke’s eyes were no longer that warm hazel shade, but a vibrant yellow-green, shining.
I don’t know why, but at that moment I wondered what made their eyes change color. I mean, I’d already seen it with Álvaro: his black eyes on the road, and his piercing phosphorescent, lemon-yellow stare when he attacked me in my own house in his beastly form. Alexander had the same blue, curious eyes whether he was a man or a huge white werewolf. Why did the felines’ eyes change like that, and the wolves’ didn’t?
I knew the moment Alexander was behind me, because Luke immediately stepped in front of his wife and shielded her with his body. Under the brim of his hat, his yellowish eyes glinted in a sinister, serious golden tone. His muzzle wrinkled, showing the tips of his fangs.
I turned tow
