Note to self, no thinking things around you I don't want overheard.
Her eyebrow rose. Phaedra would teach him how to lock down his thoughts... but not right now. And just as she was thinking that, Peter's teeth were on her shoulder. The second they touched her skin with any kind of pressure, her eyes bled to their more feral green.
She supposed that served her right for not saying anything about how he could hide his thoughts. Her vision was so sharp suddenly, so well-defined. She'd never had this happen in sunlight. Phaedra thought she could see blades of grass breathing.
I'm not under any illusions about who could kick who's ass, don't worry.
"Mmm. I'm not actually sure." Her eyes were slowly fading back to their normal yellow-green. "If I wasn't reading your mind? You have more of a shot than you think. Especially as a wolf."