A Lock Without A Key

Chapter Four: Uh-oh

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Lukas' P.O.V.

I woke up to an empty bed, and sat up in a panic. I looked around the room frantically before I noticed the shower was running. I relaxed and smiled; I had my mate.

I got up and grabbed a pair of basketball shorts and a sweatshirt for Ashton to wear. Walking to the bathroom, I noticed the shower had gone off. And, without thinking, I walked into the bathroom.

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Ashton's P.O.V.

Just as I was stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around myself, the door burst open. I stood frozen as Lukas gaped at me, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. I had the towel wrapped around my waist only, my chest fully exposed.

My female chest.

Yes, I had breasts. I heard a loud growl and looked to see Lukas' eyes were dark black. No. He saw.

I quickly stood up straight and wrapped the towel around myself completely, tears building up in my eyes. I saw Lukas drop whatever he was holding and stomp over to me. I kept my head down and bit my tongue to keep from crying out in fear.

I was ugly, I was worthless. I felt Lukas grab my hands and hold them above my head, and he yanked my towel away. I was scared.

I felt his eyes rake my body. My female body. This couldnt be happening. Why? Why me?

"You're a girl." Lukas whispered to himself, but it sounded more like a question. I felt disgusting. My heart shattered in my chest when he said that.

"N-no, I-I'm a boy." I whispered, my voice shaking. He let go of my hands and I fell to the floor, curling myself into a ball. Lukas stood there in disbelief, and I just laid on the floor crying.

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Lukas' P.O.V.

It wasnt as shocking Ashton's body as it was all the scars that covered it. All over his thighs, arms, stomach, breasts, and hips. Everywhere.

I picked him up in my arms and he shook with fear. His wolf was male, I could tell. But why was his body female?

I put the shorts and sweatshirt on him, knowing he wasn't comfortable with this situation. His head was down and I couldn't see his face, but his shoulders were moving up and down quickly, indicating he was crying.

"How is this possible, Ash?" I asked him, ducking my head down and trying to catch his eye. It worked, and he sighed deeply wiping his cheeks.

"Im a hybrid, which is not natural in the supernatural community. And as punishment, every first born child in a hybrid family, will be the opposite gender they are born as, on the inside." Ashton told me, his face filled with shame.

I took a deep breath and picked him up off the floor and into our bedroom, sitting down with him on my lap. "Listen, Ash. We'll get through this. You're strong. And you're still my mate, my boy." I told him and he nodded sleepily. He was drained from all that crying.

I laid him down in the bed and covered him with the comforter. I knew he'd be up in a few hours, it was only ten in the morning. Leaning down, I pecked his forehead. He purred in his sleep and I smiled.

I was so lucky.