show your true self

You greeted Lyra with a hug kiss and flopped down on her sofa. Your joints were still sore. She flopped down next to you as she had spent all day on her feet at work. "So, there is something strange I need to tell you and it will explain why I keep dashing off." You explained.

"I hope so. I am getting a little fed up with the secretiveness. We are about to move in together." Lyra replied.

"I just need you to believe me and not leave me." You replied. You lay back on the sofa and opened up your arms, inviting Lyra in for a hug.

"Of course, I love you." Lyra replied as she leaned into the hug.

You kissed her on the forehead and said. "You know those scars on my chest."

"Yes," Lyra replied. "You said you were attacked by a wild dog while in Seychelles."

"Well, I was attacked but not by a wild dog but a werewolf. Yes, they're real and yes that makes me one too." You replied. "I leave whenever the wolf's nature is too strong. It has cravings, bloodlust and anger. sometimes it becomes hard to keep it at bay and on the full moon like yesterday it becomes impossible." You explain holding Lyra in a loving embrace and fearing that if you let go she would leave you.

"Your joking, right." She asked but the confusion in her voice showed that she wanted to believe you. It would make perfect sense. You had known each other for months and you had never been over on a full moon. She had wanted to watch the sunset and moonrise, all romantic like but you had turned her down. You ate your stake practically raw and even growled during sex.

"I'm not joking. I have to lock myself in a custom cage; silver coated; very expensive. Every full moon and when the craving build. The wolf is like a separate personality. A hungry, violent one but on a good day, I can transform and control his form." I explained as I stood up off the sofa and helped Lyra up. "Let me show you." I helped her up.

"Have you told anyone else?" Lyra asked as I led her up to her bedroom.

"Just my family and my doctor. The medical community keeps the condition a secret and have done since werewolves were hunted and killed. The silver cage is technically a prescription medication along with some medication for the strain the transformation has on the body. I brought some with me to use after I show you." You explain as you sit her down on the bed. You had left Lyra speechless, in shock and staring at you. It was a good thing she was now on a soft surface as you closed her curtains.

You removed your clothes then focused and found the wolf inside you. You allowed your body to change. falling to hands and knees to cope with the pain. Your hair grew long all over your body and turned grey and white. Your jaw expanded and merged with your nose becoming a snout. Your ears became pointy and large as hair grew on them. Your arms stayed pretty much the same but your legs buckled backwards changing how they were jointed. Your fingers and toes lengthened and nails became claws. Your feet became pads while your hands maintained most of their dexterity. Your foreskin merged with your chest becoming a sheath and a tail grew out from your coxis. You stood back up.

Lyra brushe the red hair from her face unable to believe her eyes. Before her stood a werewolf.

"Love" You said in a deeper but still distant voice.