Cassie’s fingers dug into Jacob’s biceps. She couldn’t pull her gaze away from the mirror or the pair of golden orbs flaming back at her. Nothing about her eyes looked human. Nothing. “I don’t know.” Jacob’s words were not what she wanted to hear. She wanted him to come up with some great magical explanation, like the blindness spell or the Feth Felen, something, anything. “What do you mean you don’t know?” The tinny note of hysteria that crept into her voice understated the matter, as far as Cassie was concerned. She dragged herself away from Jacob, rolled off the bed and onto her feet. Her legs went rubbery as she stumbled toward the mirror. The glittering eyes glowing back at her didn’t change as she approached. Rapid blinking didn’t disperse their shine nor did tugging down one corner of her eye. Jacob’s shadow loomed up behind her in the mirror and his concerned gaze met hers. “Let me see.” His hand was a light caress on her bare back, comforting her panic and stoking her desire in one simple motion.
