May hated using compulsion. Not only did it take too much power, but it was also really hard to compel a werewolf with royal blood. In fact, there was a high chance that it wouldn't even work on a royal. She breathed in deeply and summoned as much power as she could.
"What did you just say you saw, Stephan?"
"Your eyes ... they changed color."
"Did they?"
"Yes."
She grabbed his face in her arms and moved it so that his eyes directly met hers. "No, Stephan. They didn't," her voice was rough, demanding.
"They didn't?"
"My eyes did not change color, Stephan." She watched as his eyes changed from confusion to understanding. "Did my eyes change color, Stephan?"
"Your eyes? Why would your eyes change color? Isn't that impossible for a witch?"
"Good." She slowly moved away from him and t
