Ruby’s POV
“What?” I blinked at him, unsure I’d heard right.
We were idling at a red light when he turned toward me, his sharp profile cast in shadows, but his expression was steady tired, but serious. The kind of serious that pulled every ounce of focus out of me.
“You said you had questions,” he said quietly, his voice lacking the usual cold bite. “Now’s your chance.”
I thought he’d brushed me off earlier. Guess not. That meant I had to make this count.
“Okay…” I hesitated, gathering my thoughts before blurting out, “Why do the wolves in your pack have silver eyes when they shift? I’ve never seen that before not in any pack.”
I gestured toward my own eyes as if that would help explain. Then I turned fully to face him, watching every twitch in his face. Every clue. His jaw tensed be
