"It is. Normally my kind live in packs so they're able to remain calm and act like a normal wolf pack. Mine was...killed a long time ago. It was how I was blinded. I have shards of silver trapped in my eyes. So every full moon my wolf nature is scared and I lock myself away to keep anyone from getting hurt."

He gave his hand a soft squeeze, his eyes lowering as if his gaze were. But they both knew his eyes weren't capable of that. They never would be again either.

"You're very important to me, Simon. I didn't want to scare you so I kept it from you for a bit. I hope you'll forgive me for that. But I want you to know who I am. What I am."