"Let me go, Tyson. I can't breathe," she croaked out, trying to get in as much air as she could into her lungs.
"Answer me!" He growled, tightening his fingers around her neck and cutting off the little air she had. His eyes had turned an icy blue. She never really understood how his eyes changed based on his emotions, no Werewolf she had ever come across had such a trait. It was a complete mystery. Right now, that wasn't the issue. She needed a way to calm him down before he accidentally snapped her neck from the pressure of his hand. Tyson had lost memories and had no idea just how strong he was.
"I.... Can't..... Breathe," she croaked out again. She clawed at his fingers, trying to get them away from around her neck. Her eyes had begun to water and she was starting to feel really dizzy. A few more seconds and she would pass out.
Tyson growled, revealing his sharp fangs and tightened his hold around her neck for just a second before letting her go.