Chapter 5
“Close your eyes again. That’ll remove one distraction. Just listen to my voice and let yourself relax and open up.”
There was something almost hypnotic in Zyl’s low voice, a humming, purring quality that lulled Carl to a state somewhere between dreams and reality. He felt the light clasp of Zyl’s hands on his shoulders. That hold slipped gently down to his hands, then the other man rubbed each of his fingers, uncurling them.
“The claws are there, waiting.” He moved his hands back to Carl’s shoulders and then drifted them slowly down his upper torso. “The fur is here, right under the covering of skin, the cat bones, the sharp ears, and keen fangs. Open up, and let it come out.”
Something shuddered through Carl’s body, making him twitch and writhe as if he were having a seizur
