Secrets✞ C.T.H.

Revealed

"Do you want me to show you?"

I asked, red eyes glowing into the darkness in the woods. "Y-y-your eyes, What?" He stuttered. "Do you want me to show you? I promise I won't hurt you." I asked, quite nervous actually because it was getting late and if he didn't want me to show him I'd still accidentally show it. "Y-you're crazy." He said, backing away. "You want me to proof it?" I asked. I was slowly getting more aggressive as turning came closer. Never a good sign. "MICHAEL! I swear to god if I didn't want to keep you alive I would've killed you the minute I found you! If you want the answers to the questions you have I can show you!" I said. He was still acting very scared, and he's annoying the shit out of me.

I started breaking my bones which hurt like ass and suddenly he acted all worried. "What the hell happened are you okay?!" "Not yet but I will be. Michael step a side." "What? Why? You're hurt!" He shouted as of I was nuts.

3 bones snapped into pieces at the same time and Michael gasped loudly. I could sense the shock all over him. My bones started breaking once again. When I turn on purpose it hurts way more than when it happens at night, when I'm not doing anything to trigger it. "MICHAEL I SAID BACK AWAY." I growled between gritted teeth as my fangs slowly changed into animal teeth. I jumped and within a second I was fully transformed. I partly turned on purpose, which made it hurt so much more. I licked my muzzle and sat down, watching how some memories popped up in his head.

He fell to his knees, tears in his eyes not knowing if he would live for much longer. I panicked, thinking something was wrong and I accidentally attacked him when I turned. I was scared to link myself with his mind. What would he think of me now? I'm a monster. No doubt he knows now.

"Y-you are... Are you the one that s-saved me?" He stuttered. "O-or am I dreaming again?" He mumbled. I lowered my head and slowly approached him, but he didn't seem scared at all.

I looked at his bruised wrists, the the blood spots in his shirt and the cuts over his body. I wish I was the one standing there with cuts and bruises, I would heal in just seconds, it will take 3 more weeks for Michael to turn on the full moon, only when he has turned at least once he will heal. I'm still freaked about the fact that I need to tell him sooner or later. He looked like he was about to break down in tears after everything that happened. And I understand. He's been through a lot.

I mean, he nearly died, ended up being turned and in coma, got kidnapped, shouldn't be awake yet but somehow he is, now he is all bruised and I just confronted him with the most horrible thing to witness, me breaking all of my bones, turning into a monster. I would be running away so hard right now.

I licked his cheeck as a sign that I was still hearing everything he said. I was too scared to link his mind, the thoughts I would get access to might not be that pleasing...

He shuffled backwards en sat against a tree. His knees up to his chest, his arms folded around them. He wasn't scared. Not at all.

I lay down in front of him and just looked at him. I waited for him to process everything. I understand it messes with his head.

"What... are you?" He stuttered. I whined and stood up. "Of course. Wolves don't talk." He muttered.