A Sneak Peak at a Big Project: Gladiolus

TWO : Out Of Character

At lunch the white haired boy reappeared. He strolled up to our table mid conversation and slammed his hands down on the table next to me. The few tables near us in cafeteria jolted with shock and confusion.
"I'm not going to forget that you didn't answer my question, you know that right?" He glared at me, his eyes flickering golden in a challenge.
"What question?" Isla asked, arching an eyebrow.
"He asked me if I could shift this morning." I answered.
"Probably a rumor." She tsked as Suri took the conversation head on.
"Of course he can shift!" She announced confidently.
"He turns into a giant black wolf." I tried not to choke on my food.
"OH really?" The boy asked disbelievingly.
"How giant?" Suri frowned at him.
"He's about as big as a horse right?" Isla asked, thinking aloud. Suri nodded her approval.
"OH really?" The boy dragged out his response, turning to me.
"But that can't be."
"OH yeah? Why can't it?" Isla asked, sounding interested.
I was dreading where this conversation was going, but my wolf was getting all the more excited.
"Because the only wolves who shifted to that size were the alphas of the Nightsong pack, and they died off years ago." The boy continued.
"Apparently some hunters came over and set fire to the entire territory. My mom said if you were even remotely nearby you could hear them screa-"
I'd had enough. "If you finish that word," I could feel the satisfaction my wolf was no doubt giving me as I said the words.
"I will tear out your tongue and feed it to the first person I lay eyes on."
I found myself standing up, a massive claw mark across the table, my hair on end and my eyes glowing severely.
"The only people who should have anything to say about that is the people who were there listening to them."
My wolf continued speaking through my body, and I was too tired to stop him. It felt good anyways- I sharply rebuked myself. If I don't get a hold of myself now I never will. But he was strong, so instead I just steered him into the slow lane and waited for him to let go.
"And they weren't screaming." I corrected.
"They were singing." 

Singing? I thought to myself. I've never once thought the sound they all made that night was in any way relatable to a song.
The wolfblood seemed to think something similar but didn't say anything. I noticed that really the only emotion I sensed was fear and darkness. The darkness was undoubtedly from my wolf spreading his presence as fast as he could, wanting to claim the entire property. My eyes switched back to their usual color, and my ears flicked irritated.
But there wasn't any sound. The entire cafeteria had gone quiet. And I had no idea what to do now.