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 ...