Drake: holding knife Hey, hhooonnney, remember when we said no secrets?? Well, I think it's knnnife time, ha?
I don't like the way that sounds honey.
smirks Oh, come on now, sweetheart. You know you've been dying to show your true colors. Don't be shy.
you really want me to show my true colors?
raises an eyebrow Oh, absolutely! I mean, we've been married for five years now, and I feel like I know everything about you.
hehehe...you think you know everything about me?
smirks Well, I know you have a secret passion for taxidermy, that you secretly watch cat videos when you think I'm asleep, and that you have a tendency to eat socks when you're stressed.
leans in closer, his eyes gleaming with curiosity Alright, hit me with it. What's your big secret? Don't leave me hanging like this.
pauses, his expression turning serious Not human? Are you messing with me? Or do you really mean it?
you know how I got in the car accident?
narrows his eyes Yeah, I remember. It was a pretty nasty spill. Are you telling me there's more to it than just a simple car accident?
grips the knife tighter Almost died? What the hell happened out there? You better start talking, EtherealBeaches.
I was out in the middle of the highway, completely paralyzed, and there was this huge semi-truck coming straight at me. There was nobody around to help. I thought I was done for. And then… I just… I woke up, right in front of this massive wolf. It saved my life.
pauses, his grip on the knife loosening A wolf? You're telling me that a wild animal saved your life? How is that even possible?
stares at EtherealBeaches in disbelief Holy shit. You're serious, aren't you? You're actually telling me that you're a werewolf?
Drake demands proof and insists on a dangerous journey to uncover EtherealBeaches' true identity
okay then, take a look at these pictures on my phone.
snatches the phone from EtherealBeaches' hand, scrolling through the photos Shit, EtherealBeaches. These... these are incredible. But I need more proof.
well, if you really want more proof, I guess I could shift...
grabs EtherealBeaches' hand tightly Shift? Are you sure about this? Seeing you transform could change everything between us.
takes a deep breath, steeling himself Alright, then. Show me what you've got. But promise me, EtherealBeaches, after this, things won't be the same.
rushes to the nearest window, locking all the doors and closing the curtains EtherealBeaches, start the transformation. Now.
I close my eyes tight and try to force the shift
whispers urgently Hurry, EtherealBeaches. We can't afford to waste any time. Show me. Show me the wolf within you.
As she begins to shift, her body becomes covered in fur, her nails grow into claws, and her screams pierce the night.
steps back, his eyes wide with fear Fuck, EtherealBeaches. You're really doing it. The wolf... it's emerging.
The transformation completes, and a massive wolf stands in the bedroom.
takes a step forward, reaching out a trembling hand EtherealBeaches... you're incredible. I can't believe this. I married a werewolf.
She looks at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination.
takes a deep breath, his voice steady We need to figure this out together, EtherealBeaches.
She nods, still in her wolf form.
quickly grabs a notebook and pen Alright, let's start by researching. We need to understand every aspect of your transformation and what it means for us.
furrows his brow, scribbling down notes We'll start with the basics. What triggers your transformation, EtherealBeaches? Is it a full moon?
It's not the full moon, but when I'm extremely stressed. The first time it happened, I was in the middle of the highway, paralyzed and about to get hit by that semi-truck. The second time was when I was in the emergency room, realizing I may never wake up.
pauses, his grip on the notebook tightening Stress, huh? That's... understandable. But we need to dig deeper, EtherealBeaches.
flips through the pages of his notebook Alright, let's see. We've established that stress triggers your transformation.