arranging and healing

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ashton's pov








once we had reached calum and i's house michael sprawled himself out on the couch and i growled at him, while luke sat on the floor next to the fire, curling up in a ball his tail wrapped around his waist.


"calum, could i talk to you for a second? in private" i asked, and put emphasis on the in private.


"uhm, yeah sure, guys food and drink is in the kitchen feel free." calum smiled, approaching me and michael going into the kitchen luke following far behind.


"calum, why are you letting michael in our house?!" i whispered angrily.


"he needed somewhere to stay!" he replied in the same tone of voice.


i could feel my wolf ears emerge from my head.


"ashton! cut it out!" calum had never seen me turn before since i had never been mad with him.


"i can't!" i shouted as he slid down the wall.


my golden eyes overtook my brown ones and a bushy tail started to grow from my jeans.


control yourself ashton!


just stay calm.


you dont want to hurt calum.


michael wouldnt want him to be hurt.


and thats when my anger overtook my body as my fist collided with his face.

michael's pov








i grabbed some chocolate and beer from the kitchen and as i was about to walk out luke walked in and grabbed a carton of milk from the fridge.


"m-mi-milk?" i asked him, tilting my head to the side.


"cat, duh." he smiled and rolled his eyes, pointing to his ears.


i smiled back at him, maybe this cat boy wasnt so bad after all.

calum's pov








"ashton stop please!" i shouted in between my sobs.


he repeatedly punched me and kicked me, each time becoming more of a domestic wolf. the last time he punched me as i fell limp everything finally went black.

michael's pov








after i had finished my food and drink i decided to head upstairs because calum and ashton had been up there so long and i was starting to suspicious.


i could smell blood from the bottom of the stairs. human blood.


i sprinted up the stairs to see calum lying almost dead on the floor with ashton half wolf standing next to him.


without even thinking i lept onto ashton but he pinned me up against the wall.


"wolves are stronger that little bloodsuckers" he spat and threw me against the floor.


i completely forgot about my stutter when i tried to be threatening "i-i'll k-ki-kill yo-you!" i said pushing him off of me as i rushed to calum's side.


"h-hey...? y-you're g-go-gonna b-be f-fine b-babyboy..." i whispered and kissed his bloody head.


i soon lost my feeling of sympathy when a hand was wrapped around my neck, i tried to pry it off but it was no use.


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