The peculiar sight of Ethan on the bedroom floor was jarring. His face was twisted in agony as he lay against the wall, his body shaking with visible pain. But his eyes confessed the worst as it glowed an eerie, unnatural gold.

"I’m fine," Ethan muttered through gritted teeth, but it was clear to me he wasn’t. The glow in his eyes flickered as he locked gazes with me, and his voice faltered. "You need to leave."

It was a command, not a request, but my feet felt like they were stuck in ...