✴Lucys pov✴
(P.S. the chapter you've been wait for!!)

"Were screwed." I say falling back onto my bed.

"Dont worry Josh will take care of everything." Bentley says getting off the bed and sitting beside me.

Just then my mom busts through the door, running over to me.

"Oh my god, Lucy baby are you okay?" She says pulling me into a hug.

Getting the life squeezed out of me, I say " Yes mom I'm fine."

Then a man walks in, I'm guessing the doctor walks in. He has dark black hair, with light skin and blue eyes. Yes fairly attractive for an older guy.

"Nicole, let me explain." He says walking towards us.

"Explain what Joshua? You've held my daughter in the hospital for almost a day, and you don't feel the need to call her mother?" My mother shouted. I covered my ears so I wouldn't get a headache again.

Bentley then stood up with hands out in front of him.

"Hey, hey let's not yell. It's not good for Lucy's concussion."

My mom then gave him a look like he was crazy.

"Who are you?" She asked with such attitude.

"My name is Benltey King, and I'm you daughter's mat-"

My mom's eyes then went huge and she ran over to Bentley.

"No! My daughter is not your mate! No, no no! She is only 17 years old."

The doctor grabbed my mom by her shoulders and pulled her back away from Bentley.

Me and Bentley looked at her with shock.

"Wait, you know what a mate is mom?" I asked confused.

Moving her daggered eyes from Bentley to me, her eyes softened and pulled away from the Doctor.

"Sweetie I was hoping you would never have to find out about this. I've tried to shelter you from it for so long. But yes I know about mates, werewolves and other creatures." She said with sadden eyes.

Then Bentley and Josh left the room with out saying anything.

"Why'd you try to shelter me from it mom?" I asked.

"Because I didn't want it to be your lifestyle." She said.

How would werewolves and other creatures become my lifestyle?

"So what I'm going to tell you is going to sound weird, but it will make everything in your life make sense."

I nodded.

"So do you remeber how me and your father met?"

"Yeah.." i said slowly. My mom used to tell me the story all the time when i was little.

When my mom was in college she would take night classes, because it was cheaper that way. Well one night she was walking home and she noticed three guys who were following her around. They then cornered her against a wall when my dad and three of his buddies came and saved her. She quotes, "he had a glow about him, like an angel", and to this day she remembers it like it was yesterday.

My mom then took a deep breath and looked at me.
"But that's not the complete story."

"Then what is the complete story mom?" I asked annoyed that she's taking her sweet time to tell me things.

"The guys that were following me, were not human Lucy." She then paused. "They were vampires."

"Like Dracula or like Edward Cullens?" I asked.

"Lucy, I'm not joking."

"Ya me neither." I said.

"Anyways, those things wanted to either kill me or make me one of them. But your father and his friends saved me. And I want you to know, your father wasn't exactly who he says he was."

"Oh what was he, an ogre? " I joked.

"No, he was an guardian."

I didn't know what to say I just tilted my head hoping for her to explain, and she did .

"You obviously know what a guardian is, one who protects something. Well that's what you father was, he was a protector of the humans. He was put on this earth to keep humans from harm."

"Harm from what?" I asked.

"Creatures of the Dark. Werewolves, vampires, witches. Any mythical you could think of, is most likely out in the real world causing havok."

"How did Daddy become one?" I asked.

"It was passed down to him from you grandfather Anthony."

"Does that mean I'm one?" I asked nervously.

She gave a small smile.
"No, your human like me. It only oases down to boys, so if you have a son, he will most likely be a guardian."

I nodded relieved. I do not think I'd be able to to save the world from 'darkness', that's too much.

"Your father was the greatest guardian none to existence, but it had some bad things tied to it." She said her smile fading.

"Did daddy die in his line of dutie?" I asked.

My mom looked into her palm and a tear rolled down her face.

"You know as well as me, that Daddy was never home, he was always out 'working'" she said.

I nodded. He was never home. It was alway me and my mom day and night, school events, going on trips and stuff families should be doing.

When I was little I didn't mind as much being with my mom, she was always fun and we did girl things, but when Father-Daughter dances and other things like that would come up, I would wish Dad was around.

I was told that my dad was police officer, but I wonder if that was a cover up.

"Was daddy really a police officer?" I asked wanting the truth.

"Yes, that he was. That's why we never say him during the day, at night he was doing his other job. Daddy was apart of a organization that included Guardians, vampires werewolves, and other creatures. During the meetings the major forces, would talk and compromise on ways to protect the humans."

As she's telling me this, I regret all the fights me and my father ever had, especially the last one. He was just trying to save the world, save the people, his family and there I was ththink in he didn't love us.

As mom talks more about the organization, I let tears roll down my face.

"Lucy what's wrong?" My mom asked.

"I was so rude to daddy. I thought he didn't love us, I thought he didn't want us anymore, that's why he was never home." I sobbed.

"Sh, shh,shh. Dont say that Lucy, your father loved us more than anything. He was just doing what God made him to do." My mom said hugging me.

"It's all my fault." I sobbed harder.

"Whats your fault?"

"That daddy never came home that night. The reason that he's dead."

"Luciana Marcelle Crest, your father's death was not your fault."

"Yes it is, yes it is." I repeated.

My mom begins to rub my back, rocking me bath and forth as I cry.

"When daddy came home the night before his death, I stayed up waiting for after you went to sleep. He didn't come home until 11:30 and I caught him trying to sneak up the stairs. I started to ask him questions, where he was, why he came in late. He just told my b.s things that didn't make sense." I said shakily.

"He then said I was a child, and I wouldn't understand and I snapped. I told him if he was a real man, a real father, he would be with his family. He started to put his shoes and coat on. I then called him a coward and a deadbeat." T her last part was my last straw. I started to shake and hyperventilate.

"If I didn't start anything with him, he would have been in the house, and would have never gone out. He would have never have been attacked. He would still be here. It's my fault."

I moved out of my mom's reach and laid down with my back facing her. I closed my eyes hearing her talk, but not really listening.

As she goes on and on she says something that catches my attention.

"...he was attacked by a werewolf."

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