Lisa stepped back and the word seemed to echo within her. Ware-wolf? Really? He had the audacity to be sarcastic in such a moment. Did he think it was funny? My mom is clearly unhappy with Tobias. Marc is upset with Tobias. Marc and Mom are acquaintances. Marc has a little sister that didn't come to the wedding. And now I am in some basement. As an explanation for all this, he threw a ridiculous word at me. I had had enough.
"Get out of my way, Marc. I am not in a mood to joke. I've got to find Mom."
"Lisa." That time his voice wasn't how it always sounded. It was dense. He looked at me and I noticed the colour of his eyes change to crimson. I stood there without moving. For a second I was even terrified of breathing.
It couldn't be true. Shapeshifters are myths. No way Marc was one.
"…"I opened my mouth but no words came out. In the moment, I lost my voice and, if I were to believe the evidence, then I lost my sanity as well.
"Sit down." His voice was extremely demanding and dominating. I knew I wasn't in a position to fight him. If he was doing what he said, then I was in trouble. He could end me, without a wink. And then I remembered what he said earlier that night to me, in bed:
"I don't want to hurt you."
"Can you trust me? I want to feel more of me inside of you. I promise not to hurt you but if you feel me getting out of control, can you please leave the room and lock me in here. Don't turn back, go to your car and drive far away. Don't look at me."
I couldn't take my eyes off him. It dawned on me that he wasn't lying. For a long time, we stood in silence and I slowly traced my steps back to the bed.
I don't know how much time passed before I heard footsteps approaching. Mom returned with Tia with a small bag in her hands.
"Mom." I sobbed. Tears ran down my eyes. "What's.."
She was calm.
"I need you to listen carefully, sweetie."