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was anything but a human being? He’d been born the son of a man and woman, like every other child. He had thoughts and feelings…understood consequences…made moral decisions…paid taxes…
    …and changed into a bear from time-to-time.
    Fuck!
    “What do you mean?” Tarik asked.
    “It’s part of our genetic engineering research. I can’t tell you any more about the whys than that. You were created in Omega’s lab, your genetic code altered before implantation into the woman you’ve known as your mother. Biologically, she was no more your mother than I am. We bought an ovum. From a donor. We replaced a small section of your DNA with that of a bear. The mark. On your hip.” Torborg pointed at Tarik’s hip, where the large black birthmark he’d always despised lay hidden under his clothes. “The Mark of the Beast. That’s the only permanent sign of what you are.”
    His head started spinning.
    “You don’t exist, at least not according to the world out there,” Torborg continued. “Your social security number is fake. And the minute you started becoming...a liability...all your identification was eradicated. Even your school records. There’s no record of a Tarik Evert ever having lived.”
    “What?” He sat stunned for several beats. Then, it all sunk in and he realized what Torborg had just told him.
    This was wrong. Wrong! What had they done?
    To take an innocent human being and play with their DNA, to see what they might end up with? To lie to them all their life? To deny their very existence? Omega had crossed the line. This wasn’t science. It was inhumane. Insanity.
    Human genetics research had its opponents, mainly because of fears about experiments like this. Were there others who’d been created? Like him? “Why? Why!” Tarik demanded.
    Torborg lifted his hands. “I’ve told you everything I can. I can’t say more.” His words were weighty. Someone or something was keeping him from being more specific. But Tarik didn’t give a fuck. “You’ve shifted because of The Season, the urge to mate. It should have only happened that once. But it’s already clear you cannot control it and we can’t afford to have you…impregnating a woman.”
    It was all suddenly very clear. The urges he hadn’t been able to deny. The loss of control. The sexual hunger. “But why am I suddenly changing now? After so many years?”
    “We engineered a pheromone that triggered your change. However, now it appears you can change without exposure to it. And, as you may be aware, your drive to mate is extremely strong-- ”
    “You’re afraid of what I might produce, if I do mate,” Tarik said.
    “As scientists, we have a responsibility to protect the purity of the human gene pool.”
    “Which is why you shouldn’t have done this in the first place.” He wasn’t about to tell Torborg it might already be too late to protect the gene pool, since the rubber had failed.
    “I have men searching for the woman, Abigail Clumm. She’s in Anchorage. We’re checking hotels. She must be brought in immediately and examined.”
    They knew? What would they do to her? A flash of heat shot through his body. He had an overwhelming compulsion to protect Abby, his woman, even though he understood Torborg’s reasoning. “Leave her alone.” Even to his own ears his voice had become an inhuman growl.
    For the first time since he’d stepped foot in the room, Torborg showed fear. The bitter scent wafted to Tarik’s nose. It stirred the instincts he’d struggled to control since changing back to a man earlier. He felt his muscles tighten. His heart race. His breathing quicken. The tingling in his bones started building. Soon it would change to pain as they stretched and broadened.
    Seeming to realize what was about to happen, Torborg’s eyes widened. He pounded on the door. Three loud bangs. “I don’t want to kill you, Tarik. But if I must…to protect everything we’ve worked so hard to accomplish, I will.” He