Novel & Cerita Austin The Hedgehog

Austin gave Dylan one last warning, ready to tear him apart if he says another word. Everyone knows about the Rouge War. How Austin defeated uncountable wolves. Not even a whole army could have done it the way Austin did. His combat prowess is unmatched. Everyone there was already intimidated by him and now they are more scared, afraid of their own lives. “It would be a foolishness to wake a beast now!” People started to whisper, scared for their lives.

River snickered as Austin shucked the last of his clothes, leaving him in just a pair of boxers. “Whoa, you have a fake leg. What happened to the real one? Or were you born that way?” Sage questioned, looking at Austin’s prosthetic in fascination. “How does that affect shifting to your wolf? Is your wolf also missing a leg?” “I lost it in battle several years ago. And because I’m missing a leg, so is my wolf.” Austin sighed, removing his prosthetic. “Alright, stay back while I shift and do not touch Jax. Only my mate gets to touch him.” Austin held up a finger in warning, mainly pointing at the twins, his eyes flashing the silver of Jax for a moment.

he baited me and it fvcking worked ! Hell yeah !! "Yeah !” I breathily panted out, and was instantly rewarded with a dirty, wet lick all over my face, making me chuckle and feel a lot better under Austin's loving touch, unlike his fvcking nasty human. "He loves you too, but he is being a piece of adamant shit in admitting it,” is all Austin revealed before the rogues launched the attack under their leader's command. Austin watched a third of them make a dash for us and the rest attempt to retreat from the back before he howled out loud as if it was a signal for something. The rogues smugly grinned when nothing happened.

She asked before she fell asleep. Of course Austin remembered that day like yesterday... it was a bit funny at how they met. **FLASHBACK ** Austin was from running his daily errands riding his bicycle; in one full speed, not being aware of a car coming along facing him on the front. Since the roads in Lagos were bumpy and filled with holes. He had to sway his bicycle to the side avoid being hit. He only came to a halt when he heard a sharp piercing voice...raining curses down on him.

Austin swung his sword back and forth and said with much confidence, “I know a hundred percent that your head will be staked in front of my gate. Of course, after I snapped your head in between my mouth.” “You can’t touch me.” Austin edge forward, “And the rest of your eagles… half of them won’t walk out of here. The other half won’t walk away with their wings attached to their bodies.”

The guards attempted to remove Austin, but Alexander unexpectedly stopped them. Alexander moved closer to Austin, looking him in the eyes as he dropped himself to his level. Austin blinked again before steadily opening his gray eyes to focus on Alexander. "Austin, didn't I warn you about talking to strangers?" Angie's voice grew as she approached the duo, who were staring at each other. Austin smiled, revealing his set of milk teeth and puppy eyes, and replied, "But I don't think he's a stranger. He looks just like me." Austin said, and continued,

But Austin was even worse than them! "Come on, get him! Go!" Somewhere nearby, Magnus was holding his head, but he was still screaming. Austin smiled. He slowly walked to the thug nearest to him. Then, he extended his right hand. "Give me that!" The thug was shocked as he subconsciously took a step backward. Austin pointed at the steel pipe in his hand. "Give me that!" The panicked thug hesitated for a moment before handing the steel pipe to Austin. "Thanks."

An amused voice asked. “Gómez.” I felt the air get stuck in my chest. “Ah... you do remember my voice, so romantic...” “What do you want?” I asked trying to sound cool. "I have a message for you, Hardy,” he said mockingly. "Send it by FedEx,” I growled my answer, Abbie looking at me curious. "Listen, you fucking moron, I told you Arthur Ward wasn't clean wheat, although I didn't think he'd be able to sell his own granddaughter to a nut."

I turned back to the exam table. Austin was sitting up now, barely, propped against the wall. His hoodie had been stripped off, and someone had cut open the side of his jersey. His toned torso was bruised and starting to swell near the ribs. Dried blood streaked the side of his abdomen. I swallowed hard and grabbed a cloth, dipping it into the warm water bowl. I dabbed at the blood, trying not to notice how close I was standing. How warm his skin was. How hard his muscles were under my fingers.