Dominating an Alley Cat (boyxboy) ✓

Chapter Fifty Nine

I shuffled so that I was able to sit upright and stared ahead of me in shock. Kerberos had turned around so quickly I had no time to register it. He growled louder, his gaze just barely finding me out of the corner of his vision before he backed away a bit in another direction, as though he was trying to make sure that if this foreign cat trying to attack him he would not end up attacking me by proxy.

I was so stunned by surprise for a moment I almost forgot to breath.

The growling continued, growing louder and more angry.

I could only look between the cats. They turned side ways and walked slightly more to the left a if circling some imaginary wall, their eyes locked on each other.

The cat that invaded jumped in front of me and bared it's teeth and for a moment I knew I saw actual stunning fear in Kerberos's eyes before he pounced forwards, putting his entire weight into the front of his body as he leapt and landed... on me.

Without even thinking twice I had moved between the two of them, this time I was so fast I couldn't keep up. The brief thought that slipped in my mind that suggested that this was bad, that they shouldn't fight, had somehow sent me flying in front of the two. For a second time, I was in between two cats about to rip each other apart and the feeling of Ker's weight flying full force into my body as I crashed backwards against the other cat who went slamming into the bookshelf behind us, was enough to both convince me this was something I should avoid doing in the future and knock the wind out of my lungs.

My chest ached and part of it stung badly. I looked up at the shocked look on the panthers face in front of me and looked behind me at the panther, or whatever it was, that was lying on it's side, looking both shocked and afraid, trying to moved away from us both.

Kerberos growled loud, so loud that my head filled with warning signals and I couldn't help it, I had to move away. I moved away as fast and far as I could when I couldn't think of anything else and found myself pressed up against the door with my hands over my ears.

"Ker..." I gasped. "Stop." I whined loudly.

"Why..." The voice was a very strange thing to hear, every syllable spoken with so much force and effort and it still sounded more like a dark angry growl.

"I don't know." I said my voice shaky. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what the hell I was doing.

He continued growling at the other cat but this time the sound was minorly less threatening, his eyes still stuck on his, as close to a glare as I'd ever seen on a cat.

The cat in front of him was still lying on its side with a couple of the books that had been knocked from the bookshelf behind him scattered about amongst him and the glass and seemed to be in pain.

Ker transformed slowly, as if ready to go back at a seconds notice. 

"Transform." He ordered the cat, so loud I turned expecting to hear someone knock on the door in worry, the demand was angry and almost as much of a growl as before. He sounded ready to kill.

The cat beneath him groaned, more of a long quiet growl, before he transformed himself. Quickly and slightly awkwardly.

I stared at him.

A form I recognised all too well even if I hadn't seen him face-to-face in a good long time, laying on the floor clutching his side, having just transformed from cat to man.

"Elijah?" I asked, astounded.

He looked nonplussed as he pulled himself into sitting position. "Gabe." He nodded in greeting.