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Hunter’s POV: When I come around the corner and see Rosa stuck in Ash’s arms, I pause. What had I just walked in on? What’s gotten into Ash to make him act like that? His face is hidden from me, but when he raises his head, Rosa’s blood drips from his mouth, and I feel myself being consumed by a blinding rage. Her hands are trying to pry his arm off her throat and I notice that on one of them he’s bitten on her wrist as well. “ASH!” He stops and looks at me coldly, his eyes blank. I remember what Rosa had mentioned to me earlier about how something with him had appeared off, but I can’t shake the rage simmering inside me. Ash watches me for a few seconds, long enough for Rosa to turn her head towards me and try and mouth something before he throws her at the wall. The cracking sound that