Austin Porter Novels & Stories

"Austin Perkins attends the royal gala with his wife, Zoe Packer." I looked at the page with my eyes wide open and yet it seemed like I wasn't seeing clearly. My heart was beating really fast. Zoe Packer? That's my name. My full name. Married to Austin Perkins? The father of my child? My stomach was upset as I continued to read. The article went on talking about their romance, and how perfect they looked together at the most talked about event of the year. There were pictures, Austin in a classic black tuxedo, standing beside a woman in a beautiful ball gown. A woman who looked just like me.

This time, it was Audrey who invited me, and I feel bad for declining her request. “So…” Austin walked me to my doorstep, even if I told him there’s no need for him to do it. He is kind and sweet, the boy next door type. I learned he is an officer in the Boston Police Department and Audrey is his adoptive sister. They both grew up in foster homes and when he could provide for Audrey, they moved here in Boston. “hmm?” I faced him, a genuine smile on my lips. It has been so long since I gave a genuine smile to anyone. The heaviness in my chest is still there, but it’s bearable.

And it was coming from the pool area. I tiptoed to the sliding glass door and peered through the blinds, my heart thumping a heavy rhythm against my ribs. Austin was on the ground, leaning back against the chaise lounge, just in his black boxer briefs this time. They were cut low on his hips, and even from this distance, they left little to the imagination. The cotton was stretched taut, and my eyes, involuntarily, agonizingly zeroed in on the unmistakable shape beneath the fabric. He was close to an erection, or just big.

I didn't even try to stop her. I stood still, like a fool. Until I heard the footsteps behind me. “Nice show,” Alessandro muttered, falling into step beside me. “You almost looked like a husband there. Warm smile. Hand on her waist. Thought you were going to spin her into a dance and call it a day. And she didn't really think that she would play the role of a Luna. And yet, there she was, the perfect Luna that everyone would want to have. Only she was being honest. I'm not really sure about you.”

Despite them not really knowing about us being wolves, the fact that she had a lover over her husband was enough to have others putting a question mark. “If it isn’t our famous Pakhan and his beloved maiden” Andreas Garcia, one of the Mexican partners we had. The man was an heir of the Garcia family, and not only was he arrogant, but he was one of the men who had helped with spreading the rumors of the scandal that happened in hopes to benefit from them.

She clarified who she was referencing. “And?” Emery was just a tad bit curious as to why he was now starting to volunteer. “It seems Austin got himself into a little bit of trouble right after school ended.” Emery’s mom had that smirk on her face that one would have when they were thankful it wasn’t their child who had gotten in trouble. “Austin got caught underage drinking at some ‘summer’s finally here’ party. Instead of anything too serious, since he does have his football scholarship to focus on,” Mrs. Warden rolled her eyes thinking about how he got off so easily, “the judge dismissed the case so it wouldn’t be on his record. All he has to do is six months of volunteer work.”

If it weren't for the cut he was sporting, I wouldn't have thought much of him. Giving the description to Austin was easier than I thought. It helped that when I shot him in the shoulder, he stared right at me. Had no gun experience, that much I could tell. Someone taught him how to use it, but not well enough. Six feet tall, two hundred pounds soaking wet, and a large goatee.

On the other hand, Tommy was proud of how Jasmine was fulfilling her part in the mission and all his expectations about her running his empire were slowly falling into place. The guy cleared his throat as Jasmine turned towards him with a gentle smile, "What about you- oh sorry, I didn't catch your name," she said as a giggle left her lips, "Oh, I'm sorry, they call me Scorpio, but since you trusted me enough to tell me your real name, I'll be real with you," he said as Jasmine blushed, earning a chuckled for him, "I'm Austin, and the reason I'm here is very simple, I just want to kill that son of a b*tch, my father took care of business when he buried his weakling of a father, and father li

Creed interrupted him “ Yeah, I actually spoke to grams and she helped me a lot. I can’t let what I did haunt me forever only because I won’t live forever. So we are going to move on from this and be okay..not just for ourselves but for our pack.” Taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly I walk over to the dresser grabbing some clothes. Dropping my towel I start getting dressed. “ Charlotte!!” Alex yelled pushing Creed off the bed and onto the floor on the opposite side of the bed from the dresser.

“I didn’t realize anyone else lived with Colton.” “I tend to spend my nights elsewhere,” he smirked, motioning his head towards the apartment as if to emphasize his point. “Can you imagine bringing a girl home and forcing her to listen to this shit? What a buzz kill.” He let out a long exhale, smoke billowing from his mouth as he spoke. “I’m Austin.” “Kate.”