Beautiful Creatures Series

When Mackenzie woke, she was stiff and sore from sleeping on the floor. Judging from the light coming through the window, it was morning. She had spent the whole night on the floor. Mackenzie picked herself up and used the washroom connected to her room. She wondered if Gordon was still in the outer room. She supposed if Gordon was dangerous, he would have killed her by now, but he had not. She decided the time had come for the “Get to know you” conversation they had been avoiding. It seemed Gordon had a bigger secret than she did, and Mackenzie needed answers.

She pushed the dresser back into its rightful place, and then she unlocked the door. She stepped out into the living room to see Gordon had slept on the couch. When he heard the door, he sat up and looked at her making no attempt to come near her. Mackenzie slid along the wall keeping her distance from him. She was still nervous. He certainly looked human this morning. “You feeling better?” He asked. She nodded. “You ready to talk?” She nodded again. “You want to come to sit with me?” She shook her head, no. She did not want to get close to him; she was still seriously freaked out. “I imagine you have questions.”

“How did this happen to you?”

“Nothing happened to me. I was born a Lycanthrope.”

“I thought werewolves became werewolves because they were bitten.”

“That’s not true. That is Hollywood propaganda. You can’t turn into a Lycanthrope. You either are or aren’t.”

“How many of you are there?”

“Not many. Over the centuries, human hunters have hunted us to near extinction. There is no telling how many of us are left in this world, but here in Colorado, there is a pack of fifty men, women, and children. We are the largest pack in over four hundred years.”

“Pack?”

“Yes, pack.”

“So, your wife and daughter…?”

“Lycanthropes.”

“Your friends…?”

“Lycanthropes.”

“Your foster kids? Aurora? Charlotte? Stanton? Darrell?”

“All Lycanthropes.”

“Katelyn?”

“Well, now she is human. She’s more of an honourary pack member.”

“What are you in this pack?”

He smiled with pride. “I’m the Alpha… I’m the head of the pack.”

“What is growing inside me?”

She shrugged, looking baffled. “I wish I knew. This has literally never happened before. I didn’t even think it was possible,” he stood up and slowly walked toward her. “All I know for sure is whatever it is. It isn’t human, and it isn’t Lycanthrope. This is as baffling to me as it is to you.”

What she was carrying could very well be some type of musted monster. “I need to have an abortion.”

“No!” He rejected the idea quickly. “No doctors of any kind. If they take that baby out and see it isn’t human, you will become a prisoner and a test subject. Not to mention, it is proof of Lycanthrope's existence. Hunters will come from all over, and my pack will be exterminated. My species may be completely wiped out of existence. No, you can’t have an abortion, and you sure as hell cannot go to any doctor.”

“Well, what exactly am I supposed to do? Have the… whatever this is in the bathtub at home alone?”

“God damn it,” he growled with frustration. “The pack has a midwife. She helps the ladies birth their cubs. She can help.”

Mackenzie felt like he was not telling her something. “What is it?”

“The midwife is Melissa,” he confessed.

Mackenzie laughed. “Your wife?”

“Yeah.”

have

“Nope. She’s it.”

sure she is going to be stoked

If I thought this was possible, I would have just

“You lied to me.”

just didn’t tell you

you had

“Yeah, ok, that was a lie.”

you tell

had to kill you. We kill humans

panicked, keeping her

to kill you, so calm

“Why not?”

pregnant with… something. Things are

said, catching him in another conflict of information. “You said Katelyn was human. You also said you killed humans that

complicated case. We would have killed her, but she proved herself by sacrificing everything to protect

are you going to wait until I give birth, keep whatever this

I like

pissed off and send you packing, but since I have no idea what to do in this situation, I’m going to keep you around,” he

he said. “So… are

to know

just want to know where I

know how I feel right now. I’m angry and confused and

of me now?” His tone was sad. She could see he did not want her to fear him, but after what

and smiled at her. “On

“Oh, alright.”

is time for us to

“Agreed.”

“I’m going to take a shower,” she said, turning

like me to make you some

“Why?”

are growing a life. You should

a little hungry.

***

and given this particular child was a hybrid, there was no telling what they were in store for. What he did recall from when Melissa had been pregnant, the child sucked all the strength and nourishment out of the mother. The more it grew, the worse the hunger would get. Mackenzie’s metabolism was going to go through the roof. She would be burning thousands of calories a day. If she and the baby were to remain healthy, she would have to eat

tower of pancakes along with hashbrowns, bacon, sausage, eggs and fruit salad. When Mackenzie came out of the shower feeling clean and refreshed,

you’re going to eat it. Lycanthrope babies require a lot of nourishment to grow. It’s going to

down. “I am starving, and it all looks so good.’ She said, grabbing some sausage and

on. I mean, you will grow a baby bump, but besides that,

said, taking two pancakes and

that getting to know your stuff?” He asked, sipping his coffee. Mackenzie grunted as she stuffed her face. “You know my biggest secret. Perhaps it’s time I know yours. You can start off by telling me what has you so unsettled lately besides the obvious,” he had noticed that she tossed and turned at night more than she usually did. He could sense something had been bothering her, but he never

her fork down. She seemed anxious again. “Next week is the anniversary

not been the answer Gordon had been expecting. He did not know how

she said sadly as she stared at her food. “I was sixteen. I went to school in the morning, as usual. My parents were supposed to go to work afterwards. They were lawyers. They should have walked out the door right after me. I waited until I was sure they would be at the office. Then I ditched school and headed home. It was foolproof. They shouldn’t be home until after

he was going to kill me too. I ran away. I got to a police station and told them what I

was the son of a mob boss. My parents had been causing trouble for them. So they had them killed. I saw his face. He went into hiding, and his father vowed to silence me. The FBI put me in witness protection. I was moved out here to be hidden. As far as I know, the mob boss and his son are still looking for me. I couldn’t tell you; I would have had to tell you the lie the police made up for me. Now

that why you