Alex's POV
Early in the morning, the sun rose above the horizon. The sunlight shined through our window forcing my eyes to open. The slight breeze from outside gave me goosebumps. At least the muscular arms of my husband were keeping me warm a bit.
Mason's eye were fluttering as he yawned, "Morning, love."
"Morning, sweetie," I chuckled.
It's been thirteen years since we had gotten married. For Mason, he finally gained control of his transforming and decided to stop phasing in order to stay with me. Mason has been alive for a long time and he has now aged. For me, I'm still the Russo Family Wizard. Although I'm not Russo anymore. Now I'm Alex Greyback.
"You want me to go wake up KT?" Mason asked me.
"Sure, she might be awake already."
Our door opened and there she was: our daughter, KT.
After we had gotten married and Mason stopped phasing, we had a child of our own. Kristen Theresa Greyback was eleven years-old with long, dark brown hair and brown eyes. She was just like Mason and me. My lips and my nose, Mason's eyes and brown hair. My artistic ability, Mason's survival skills. My human nature, Mason's werewolf nature.
Yep, that's right. I gave birth to a hybrid. My daughter is half werewolf and half human, though she is has the qualities of both human and werewolf.
KT has the enhanced senses of a werewolf including speed, strength, agility, and senses. Unlike a werewolf, KT is able to phase into a half wolf form and she is able to phase back.
Our daughter was special and quite different. She likes to read books especially classics, she likes to draw, and she loves hunting with Mason.
"KT, what are you doing up?" asked Mason.
"You know I always wake up early, Dad."
"Alright, sweetie." I said. "Come on. Let's get ready to go to school."
Our usual mornings were Mason making us breakfast, I was helping KT pick out an outfit, and I help her get ready. KT puts on her clothes, I fix her hair, she brushes her teeth, and everything else.
"The bus is here," said KT. "Bye, Mom. Bye, Daddy." She gave us each a kiss and left.
I turned back and smiled at Mason. He worked at the local art museum while I was a housewife.
"You know, darlin' . . . . I have the day off today," grinned Mason.
"You up for a little fun?" I chuckled.
My husband yanked my body against his hard body. I chuckled as our lips pressed together. As I bit his lip, the TV suddenly turned on. It was the Wiz News from the Wizard World.
"Breaking news," said the anchorman. "The Monster Council has decided to take it up a knot by searching the entire earth for monsters. You can get rewards for turning in the wanted monsters on this list. For five hundred dollars, three ogres in China. For six hundred, it is a few hell hounds in Canada. For eight hundred is sirens. And for one thousand is werewolves in New York. Better start hunting becuase if I were any of these monsters, I would flee as soon as possible."
Werewolves? I stopped kissing Mason and we looked at each other.
"They're looking for us," mumbled Mason. "It's KT and me."
"Sweetheart, KT isn't even a werewolf." I reminded him.
"But she's like one. They don't care if she's part human. We have to leave."
I grabbed a suitcase and starting packing a few clothes for us. Then, I grabbed a backpack for KT and stuffed our saved money in there and valueable items.
"Alex, come on," said Mason. "We have to go get KT out of school."
The last thing I grabbed was KT's stuffed wolf, Russet. Her stuffed animal was the one thing I gave to her when she was a baby so she will always know her true nature.
"Mason, lets go," I said.
We headed to the door. Before we could open it, it opened by two strangers. Two men in black suits and black shades barged into our home as if they had the right to.
"Who the hell—" asked Mason.
One of the men held a device in front of Mason. It began to make a beeping noise.
"What do you know?" He murmured. "Werewolves, also known as the stupid sacks of dog shit."
"Get the hell . . . out of my house," I commanded.
"I apologize, ma'am—I'm mean thing."
"How dare you talk to my wife like that?" growled Mason. "Now get out of my house . . . before you have an accident."
The two men glanced at each other and chuckled. Out of the blue, he swung at Mason. Mason ducked and pushed him against the wall.
I ran across the room and flipped over the couch. The other man chased me. I turned back and kicked my foot up at his stomach. I swung my arms at him and he blocked them, pushing my body on my coffee table.
As I tried to regain my strength, the man and Mason disappeared as smoke.
"Mason!" I shrieked as I drifted away.