Javon Walton's best friend and coworker fell inlove with his twin brother Y'all just read

Y/n is a 16yr old girl from Nashville,and she moves to LA to live with her sister maddy after having to live with her dad for the past 6 years.Also Ashtray is a 17yr old boy living with his older brother Fezco and his grandma who is in a coma.⚠️THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SMALL SMUTS,MENTION OF DRUGS,AND ABUSE⚠️

𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬? 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞. in which, they're the young love that went wrong. EUPHORIA! 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 ex-bestfriends trope. @-whistledown / 2022

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION