Emily Rose's Perspective
A light kiss landed on my lips, followed by my jawline and the tip of my nose. As our eyes locked, I was nearly swept off my feet. His eyes were a mesmerizing golden hue.
"What on earth?!" I exclaimed.
"Your eyes...," I whispered, unable to finish my sentence.
"What's up with them?" He replied with an innocent tone that almost provoked me. But I was too taken aback to react.
"They...they transformed," I stammered, as he continued to plant kisses on my neck.
"Rhett wishes to see you," he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck. "He feels disrespected and demands retribution." What on earth?!
"Hold on," I muttered, attempting to distance myself, but he remained unmoved. His eyes, now a rich brown, were filled with amusement. "I've met him before. His eyes are
