Ashton’s POV
“Ashton, don’t!” I would tear fallen Clinton into tiny parts when I heard her command. My wolf froze on the spot and saw that she was getting up by holding her stomach. I should look for her rather than going to kill Clinton.
When I felt unsafe about her, my wolf took control quickly. By now, Queen, Ridge, my mother, and father were already there. Growling, I looked at the fallen Clinton.
“Ashton, shift back, now!” I heard Father’s command.
“Ashton, I know you can hear me. Step back from him, I am fine” Olivia came between me and Clinton. When I looked at her my eyes softened. We worried about her, I never hurt her, never pinched her. I took care of her like a flower, and this ba*tard kicked her to fall with immense pain.
I took two steps back and shifted to my human
