samtaro posted in blueridgeschool:

"But I am..." he said weakly. He still wouldn't look her in the face, just kept looking to the side until she thrust her hoodie at him. He took the hoodie and wrapped it around his waist, thankful to be covering at least his front half. "Thanks," he muttered.

He nodded, running his hands through his hair. He pointed to the scars on his chest. "I got five more on my back just like these a few years ago. A monster... a werewolf. It tried to rip my family apart. It killed my brother and scratched me and my dad up real good. Now every full moon... we turn into fucking giant wolves. Usually I take wolf's bane potion and lock myself up in the basement under King's Hall."

There was like a weight of relief lifted from his chest. He reached over awkwardly and put his hand on Mackenzie shoulder. "I never thought you'd be the first person I'd tell about this. It's been my secret for three years now man..." he said quietly. It was sort of surreal to be saying it aloud.