BLUE HILL LUNA
XANDRIA'S POV
I woke from beside him, rolling out of bed. Jonathan woke up and mumbled some incoherent sentences, reaching across the bed and grabbing my pillow.
He smelled it, but unsatisfied, threw it over the raiking. He crawled over the blankets and looked at me, his eyes having a mischievous glare to them. His eyes widened suddenly.
"Your eyes... They look different. Is that the color of your wolf?"
"Azule's eyes are blue, Jonathan. And Azule is completely silent right now. What are talking about?" I say, crossing my arms over my chest. Jonathan's eyes change silver, his wolf connecting with him.