[ The words seem to make the anger evaporate. Almost instantly. At least the supernatural, werewolf rage does. His natural temper scrambles to fill the void, but for a moment his features turned completely human, leaving his vision dark. After a moment, his eyes glow again, and he can see Stiles again. But by then, his grip had slackened a little. He tightened it again, shoving hard against the human. ]
[spam]
Guess again.