Sebastian opens his mouth wide, his fangs appearing and a second later, we collide in the air.
Chapter Twenty
~ Clarissa
THEY’RE FIGHTING. I don’t understand why they’re fighting.
Leaning over the window, I clutch the sill as Toshi and Sebastian crash in the air, Toshi using his speed as he continually swipes his claws at Sebastian, drawing blood and Sebastian using his strength to try to grab Toshi and pin him down, eventually succeeding in locking his arms around his opponent and burying his fangs into Toshi’s shoulder before Toshi manages to slither free.
No.
As Toshi places a hand over his wounded shoulder, Sebastian spits the blood out on the ground.
“Still got something to say, Cat?” he hisses, his tail out and wagging.
Toshi grins. “Is that all you’ve got, mutt? Then I’ll have to say your bark is worse than your bite.”
“Oh, don’t whine.” Sebastian grinds his knuckles into his palm. “That was just a nip. And by the way, you taste like shit.”
He goes on all fours, knuckles against the ground.
Toshi scoffs, going on all fours as well, his fingers spread and his claws out. “Oh, I’ll let you know what shit tastes like.”
As Sebastian turns into a wolf and charges towards, Toshi turns into a cat and leaps into the air, landing on top of him. The two roll over, trading places, screeches and growls in the air.
The sickening sound of flesh tearing reaches my ears and my chest grows tight.
Are they going to fight to the death? Over me?
Stop.
I place a hand over my heart, closing my eyes as I can’t bear to watch any longer.
Please stop.
“Stop!” Another voice shouts down below.
Opening my eyes, I see Kyle in his pajamas emerge from the house, mop in hand.
“Stop it, both of you!” he shouts. “This isn’t what Clarissa wants! Didn’t you hear her telling you to stop?”
I blink. Wait. Kyle heard me?
The two, however, pay him no heed.
Shaking his head, Kyle lunges toward them. My heart stops, realizing the danger he’s putting himself into.
“Kyle, wait!”
I climb on the sill, about to jump down to save him but it’s too late. Sebastian grabs Toshi by the neck and flings him towards the house but since Kyle is there, he hits Kyle instead, the collision sending the mop flying out of Kyle’s hand before he rolls across the dirt.
“Kyle!”
My heart pounding, I jump down. In a moment I’m there at his side, turning Kyle over and pressing my ear to his chest.
Hearing his heartbeat, my own slows down. Feeling him breathing, a breath of relief escapes my lips.
He’s alive.