*MIRA’S POV*

“What do you mean?” I asked pulling away from Trae.

“What happened to it?” He repeated. His pale eyes were perplexed as they stared down at my flowing locks of hair.

“Your hair!” exclaimed Jane. “It's white… And gold!” she added, stroking a single vein of brilliant gold hair that framed my face.

“You seem to have honed your inner wolf,” Sage observed. “And now you look like a proper Selene ...