Beasts Of Pennsylvania - | The Nature of the Beast |

19.

Davina entered the bedroom, now fully clothed and with an annoyed expression on her face. Anderson was sat in a chair in the corner of the room with the three beasts surrounding him, making sure he didn't act up.

"Now, would you mind telling us why the hell you've snuck in here?" Davina asked, crossing her arms.

"Isn't it obvious, Vee? Vincent sent him here to fuck with us." Charlie said a little harshly. Davina quirked a brow at the new nickname Charlie bestowed upon her. She didn't get why Charlie kept coming up with new names for her. She thought it was sweet, though.

"Believe it or not, I come waving a white flag." Anderson said.

"I don't believe it. You crept up behind her when she was wearing nothing but a towel. You also grabbed her." Jackson responded. Immediately, Dean turned to Anderson and pulled him up with a hand wrapped tightly around his throat. Anderson grunted as Dean pulled him close to him.

"You do it again and you won't have hands." Dean said in a low voice, bringing a small smile to Davina's face.

"You know I'll have to. It's the only way she'll live." Anderson said. Dean said nothing as he shoved Anderson back into the chair, harshly.

"What's he talking about?" Davina asked. Dean, Jackson, and Charlie all looked between each other with eyes that Davina couldn't read. She also couldn't read their minds either, telling her that whatever it was that Anderson was referring to was something the three didn't want her to know. Davina snapped her fingers as an attempt to gain their attention.

"Hey, don't leave me in the dark, guys." Davina spoke in a soft tone. The three all turned to her with unsure looks across their faces. Charlie then sighed.

"It's a ritual for a beast and a soon to be beast. It's something necessary in order to properly transition from human to beast." Charlie said.

"And why does it matter? I'm not doing it." Davina said, making Charlie sigh once more.

"Davina, if you do not complete the ritual, it's pretty much a death sentence." Charlie spoke but knew that she knew that.

"She's aware. She doesn't want to become a beast, Anderson. Simple as that." Jackson replied.

"No, it is not that simple! You already know what Vincent wants to achieve with her. I have seen his work and his experiments actually work. If he gets his hands on her, and I can guarantee you he will, he is going to turn her into an elite beast more powerful than the King of Beasts himself. Nobody in the supernatural world wants that." Anderson spoke.

"So, we're just going to talk like I'm not standing right here, are we?" Davina muttered as she lowered herself down onto the bed with a sigh. Anderson rolled his eyes before landing them on Davina.

"You do not want that. Allow me to turn you before Vincent does it himself." Anderson said.

"Why would I choose your way when my way guarantee's I don't end up as a beast?" Davina asked. Anderson didn't respond. He only blinked at her. He then looked between Dean and Jackson.

"Something tells me these two will keep that from happening." Anderson spoke. Dean and Jackson eyed each other. Dean wondered what Anderson could've meant. Anderson was hardly around them. Dean wondered why Anderson could see that he couldn't see himself. His eyes then trailed over to Jackson, remembering that Anderson said 'two.' Jackson was trying to avert his King and dear friend's eyes. He wasn't very fond of being outed.

"Why the hell do you think these two would?" Davina asked curiously, now looking in between the two. She knew neither of them really cared about her. Dean had made a point several times that once he helped her, he was done and that she would be out of their lives. And even after their intimate relations with one another, Davina still believed that. And as for Jackson, well, she didn't really see him caring much either.