Perhaps, he is even taller than Kayden.
He had blond hair, the light made it shine like the sun, but what caught my attention were his eyes.
They were white, completely.
Not silver, not pale gray, not even a ghostly blue—no. Pure, unblemished white. Like fresh snow. Even my hair is considered silver instead of white, but his eyes…
Does he even have a pupil? I can’t tell from this distance.
The spotlight caught them, and they seemed to glow from within, twin voids that drank the light rather than reflect it.
My breath snagged in my throat.
Jane’s fingers were cutting off circulation in my arm now, but I barely felt it.
Aria went unnaturally quiet. “That’s… different from the Blanche bloodline,” She whispered in a daze.
Okay… I made a mental note to ask her about that later.
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