If it's at all possible, Thomas's eyes widened even further. He can't help but think of the Grievers and the disgusting arms that grew from their blubbery bodies. The difference is that he'd never seen the Grievers change. They'd just been grotesque masses of rippling flesh, hell bent on killing anyone they came into contact with.

Derek was talking to him, reassuring him and while the claws looked dangerous, Derek wasn't making any move to lunge towards him.

"Alpha?" he repeated, looking up at Derek in both wonder and trepidation. "Are you gonna do that too?"

Curiosity gnawed at him and he found he wanted to see it all.