3 Telling them the truth and going for a hunt

As we sat down to eat dinner, I noticed the look that they were giving me. The 'We know' look. Damn it, it looks like they saw me break the steering wheel and use my Hellfire flame to fuse it back.

I sighed and said "All right. I know that you know, so let's get through this so we can eat." Renee and Charlie looked at each other before nodding at me in agreement.

"Okay, as you all know, I've never been particularly normal." Renee gave a wry smile at that.

"When you were a baby, during your feeding times, you bit into my boobs and drank the blood along with the milk. So, I think we had an idea that you were not the most regular of babies." I gave her a playful glare. She just had to bring that up.

"That, and when I was 6, I regularly went out and hunted animals. When I came back, they weren't exactly in perfect shape because of my tendency to maul them." Renee and Charlie were nodding their heads, having known this, while Izzy just yawned. She already knew most of what I could do.

Back when we were younger, a Vampire had tried to capture her, in an attempt to get payback for killing his coven mates. If they didn't want to die, they shouldn't have entered my territory and fed on a human, especially one that lived so close to my house. In retaliation for trying to kill my sister, I ripped his spine out of his back and while he thrashed around, I beat him to pieces with it and burned his body with my Hellfire. He died screaming in pain as the Hellfire burned his soul for his sins.

"What you don't know is about 9 years ago, when I was 7, I figured out what I could do. My abilities seem to stem from the fictional monsters, Vampires, Werewolves, Lycanthropes, Minotaur's, and Hellhounds. I am still human and have the intelligence and willpower to prove it but I just came out more powerful and different than everyone else."

Charlie looked at me with a glare. For a moment, I was afraid that my father, in my new life, would reject me, but he said "So you've been in danger all this time?! Why couldn't you tell us?! Or at least me?! I'm a cop! I could have stopped them from attacking you!"

"Is that why my breasts haven't stopped lactating?" Renee said in slight relief. "I just thought that I had weird boobs."

I nodded to her saying, "Since I've had these powers since the womb, some of my Minotaur traits passed onto you. That is why your breasts are like that. Minotaura always lactate and have gigantic boobs. It's also why you really like eating salads."

She put a finger to her lips, looking up saying "I really wondered why. Before you were born, I loved meat and hated salads. After, it was like a 180 happened."

I looked both of them in the eye and asked, "So neither of you are scared of me or think that I'm not your son?"

They looked at each other again, in confusion, and then looked back at me. Renee spoke first, "Why would we be afraid of you?" She asked, confused.

"We love you and that's that." Charlie said, crossing his arms and ending the conversation.

"Wait!" Renee said, "Why isn't Izzy freaked out?"

I sheepishly looked at Renee, scratching the back of my head. "Well…"

Izzy interrupted me, "I caught Alex figuring out his powers when we were 7. He was forced to tell me." I breathed a hidden sigh of relief. The real story might've gotten my car taken away.

"Oh." Renee said. "Well, let's eat now. We picked up our forks and began piling the spaghetti around it.

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After we finished dinner, Charlie left, going back to his house and we all went to sleep. Well, Izzy and Renee went to sleep, I was up, planning to go into the forest on a hunt. I walked out the back door of the house, through the backyard, into the forest.

I let myself loose, running through the forest, eager for some blood. I ran to a place where I heard rushing water. Animals usually build their nests or den near water. I heard a growl from somewhere to my left and followed it to the source.

I saw a coyote circling a downed deer. It was about to go in for the kill, when I struck.

I jumped onto it's back and ripped its head off, before it could realize that I was behind it. I had a smile on my face, as blood spurted out of its head and onto me in my clothes. This is one of the few things that my instinct and I both revel in.

I swallowed the blood that spurted out of the headless coyote, with a moan of pure pleasure. Then I heard a deep, near sultry growl come from behind me.

I turned around, expecting to see the coyote's mate but sort Alice Cullen instead.

She wore nothing but a pink lace thong that didn't cover her pussy at all and showed her brown bush. She also had on a white T-shirt that clung to her skin. On the front of the T-shirt, in bold, black letters, read 'I'm a bad girl, Punish me'. I could easily see her nipples poking out of her shirt, her breasts pushed together.

She had her hands clasped behind her as she stood on her tiptoes and tilted her head, a smile on her face. "Does blood taste that good to you?" I looked at her, confused.

"Why are you here?" I asked her.

She pointed at the deer, now dead on the ground. "That is my meal. I took it down."

"If you took it down, where were you when I got here?" She gave me a mischievous smile.

"I'll answer your question, if you answer mine." she said with glee.

"Blood tastes amazing to me. It is like eating the best food that I've ever had and reaching climax at the same time!" I coughed in embarrassment; I had gotten too into explaining the taste of blood. "Now answer my question!" I said, my embarrassment causing me to shout. "My bad."

"I hid behind a tree, when I saw you coming." She said, pointing at a tree a few feet away from her.

"What do you mean by 'when you saw me coming'?"

I don't mean to brag but I have killed over 30 Vampires, who thought that they could catch me. "As you know, I have the gift of foresight. I foresaw you coming here at night. I also foresaw you telling me what you know about me."

I huffed and turned around, leaving the forest and going back to the house. I didn't know what to say to her, so I just walked off back home.

When I got back home, I immediately put my clothes in the laundry and took a shower. After I got out of the bathroom, I walked to my bedroom in a towel, when I saw Izzy in front of my room door.

She wore a white sports bra that left her midriff open and frilly green panties. I could see her nipples poking out of her sports bra. "What are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be asleep in your bed?"

She looked down in slight shame. We had been sleeping together in the same bed since our childhood. Last year, Izzy said we were too old to be sleeping together and moved to the other room in the house.

I knew that her friends at school had heard about us sleeping in the same bed, got jealous and told her that it was so weird and disgusting. I had tried to convince her that there was nothing to be ashamed of but the shame had gotten too deep in her head.

I had been waiting for her to realize that there was nothing to be ashamed of and she had finally realized it. I put my hand on her chin and tilted it, so that she was looking at me and could see that I wasn't judging her.

"It's the new house, right? It feels off." She nodded her head in agreement. I opened the door and motioned for her to go inside. She smiled at me, walking inside and crawling under the duvet.

I went to the dresser and opened up a drawer, taking out my underwear, a blue boxer-brief. I put them on underneath my towel.

I then climbed into the bed, getting under the covers, and laying my head on the fluffy pillow.

Izzy snuggled up to me, closing her eyes. I wrapped an arm around her and followed her to sleep. My last thought was, 'It isn't so bad being Alexander Swan.'