***James***
I go to my room after saying goodbye to Joel, and find Serena with her eye up against my telescope.
"What are you looking at?" I ask her as I shut the doors. She looks up and smiles at me.
"The full moon," she answers. I go over to it and look into the eyepiece, seeing a crisp, clean image of the full moon up in the sky outside.
"Somehow it looks so different to me now, knowing it has a natural energy, and that the myths about werewolves and the moon are true," I mutter before I straighten up.
"Your eyes, Serena. Why do they do that, sometimes?" I ask her, looking into her much brighter green eyes as she stares up at the moon through the window.
"Our eyes tend to get brighter when our wolves are more...alert, when they're influencing us more. When they're just under the s
