Calla’s POV
Jake and I found Kane sitting cross-legged in a sunny spot behind the cabin, looking ready to meditate rather than share any life-changing secrets.
“This is your big explanation?” I called out, unable to hide my doubt.
Kane smirked a little. “You mentioned my eyes turned yellow. Want to know why?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“Then just watch.”
For several long minutes, nothing happened. Kane remained still in the grass, taking deep breaths that made his chest rise and fall dramatically even from where Jake and I stood at the edge of the woods. The afternoon sun streamed through his dark hair, and if I didn’t know what was going on, I might have thought he was just a guy enjoying some yoga in his backyard.
The forest around us seemed to hold its breath. The birds quieted, and the
