You sigh as you look at the night sky. You and Gar had had a rough day, with him being in a sour mood all day. Having finally found some time alone, you were outside relaxing. Gar said he was going to bed, but with him, you weren't sure. Knowing him, he was probably on his phone.

Suddenly, you notice a strangely weird but familiar pattern in the stars with the full moon hanging in the bright sky. You hear a wolf cry out in the distance and think nothing of it, figuring it's just some random wolf in the woods somewhere.

You sigh again before you head back inside, tired yourself and wanting to go to bed. Walking into yours and Gar's bedroom, you find him curled up on the bed, shaking uncontrollably and whimpering. You place a hand on his shoulder and ask, "Gar, what's wrong?" He says nothing in response.

Suddenly, you notice his form start to change. Your eyes widen as you step back from your boyfriend. You didn't know this about him, but now you did.

He howls. Your breath quickens as he turned into his wolf form, a wing sprouting from his back. As he started to lose control over himself, you stumble over your feet as you tried to run out. At first, you just hear your footsteps, but then you hear Gar's following. His being faster, he catches up easily. You try to stop him, begging, "Gar, please. Tell me what's going on. Tell me why you never told me about this."

He growls and knocks you out of the way. You swear you can hear him mumble, "Don't you dare try to stop me." You panic seeing him act in such a weird way. You knew this wasn't him, it was something else.

Suddenly, he's on top of you, growling menacingly and putting his hands to your throat. Tears escape your eyes as you say, "Gar, please, think about what you're doing."

All he says is, "This is the heart of a black swan," before getting off of you. You gasp and roll over as he just stands there. You don't see them, but there are tears on Gar's wolfish face. He wipes them away with a paw before grabbing you and carrying you to bed. He knows you're scarred from this experience, so he lays with you, providing you comfort. You fall asleep in his warmth, the experience temporarily erased from your mind.

"Tomorrow, I'll explain everything," Gar thinks to himself and he lays his head down and closes his eyes.

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A/N

Hey guys, sorry that this is a shorter imagine, the song lyrics didn't give me much to work with. Also, I googled it, and a "black swan" can actually be a metaphor for an unpredictable/unforeseen event usually with extreme consequences, which is how I assume TACACHO (who I assume wrote the lyrics while Philip Strand just sung them) used it. Of course, I didn't heavily highlight the extreme consequences of it, but I still managed to squeeze it in.

Anyways, love you guys!
~ Kat