He's My Silver (Editing)

"No, it's not like that. I know you won't believe me, so I had to go somewhere safe to show you." He reaches out to hold my hand, but a mix of suspicion and anxiety is tugging at my instincts. I take a step back out of his reach. I scan the woods around me, but there is no way I'd find my way out if I ran for it. Dense forestry limits my line of sight to just a few feet.

"My god, just tell me already!" My body goes into panic mode as his facial expression darkens. His eyes never leave mine as his breaths become more and more ragged. One question is in my mind.

Am I going to die?

After a tense minute goes by, he breaks his gaze from mine. I can tell that he had made a decision from the determination in his eyes. The forest is silent as he holds his breath before finally speaking.

"Please, don't freak out. Just stay right there and don't move. I'm telling you in advance that I'm sorry." He stands a few feet away from me and starts pulling off his shirt. His six pack looks so sexy on him, but the red flags in my mind go off when he takes off his shorts too and throws them into a pile.

"What the Hell are you-"

His.
Bones.
Started.
Bending.
Fur sprouted out of every inch of his morphing body. Fear rippled through me as this looked a lot like an exorcism. I couldn't watch so I covered my eyes with the palms of my hands. Chills raced through my body and I could feel myself start to shut down.

The area felt silent, and I couldn't move. I was frozen with my eyes crammed shut and my fingernails digging into my own face. I realized I wasn't breathing.

My instincts took over and I started to scramble backwards to get away from whatever just happened, but my legs gave out as I fought to stay conscious. My hands flew down to catch my fall, my eyes flew open uncontrollably.

Silver sat on his hind legs in front of me. Tyrus is gone.

It just clicked.