Tanya’s POV
I’m completely stunned and drift into silence as I find Marco smiling back at me. I’ve never seen Marco smile so brightly, even his eyes glistening with a radiant glow.
But I don’t get a chance to say anything. Suddenly, Marco moves to stand, I watch as his body takes on a new form. The muscles on his back flex and shift as golden and black fur rush to cover skin. A growl rumbles over the noise of cracking bones as he rises to stand at his full height, the wooden floor creaking beneath his weight.
As the three others stand watching in silence and shock, and before they have time to react, Marco starts stalking towards them dangerously. He outstretches one of his arms and drags his claw across the wall, embedding deep claw marks into the cement as an uncomfortable scratching noise emits from this motion.
