Caleb The Hedgehog Novels & Stories

“This…power that I have. It’s my Goddess gift. And I literally just got it. Like, when I talked to you over the intercom just got it. I’m not used to using it and I have already used it several times without realizing it. Pretty sure I convinced our head administrator to buy us all pizza for lunch and several nurses to go get ice cream for all of us.” He scoots down the wall, landing on his butt. Leaning forward, he pushes the raw meat towards me. Then he pulls the cooked food to himself, opening the packaging and starting to eat. I just watch him, my stomach growling loudly. He doesn’t react, just bites into the cheeseburger that he’s holding. After a few minutes, he says, “I’m Cale

He trailed off suggestively before turning to walk away. Once he left, Caleb couldn't stop grinning. He was going to be a Birth Omega, and he will try his hardest to be the best for his pups. He was so excited about getting their names and personalities written down. Would they all be a mix of Lycan and Weretiger? His mind wandered thoughtfully. He knew he would do whatever it takes to care for and protect them. He loved them already. He hid the picture and walked back into the car. He was still beaming but was glad when neither Reece nor Mano asked him why. They just drove him home.

“In cups. With holes.” Sebastian crouched beside him, zipping up the forgotten backpack. The fabric clung with syrup—or something. Possibly mystery. “If she survives you two, she’s a superhero.” “I’m not even bad!” Caleb insisted. “I don’t even roar in class.” “You roared at lunch yesterday,” Camden reported, skidding back into the kitchen, now fully socked. He caught himself on the table edge. “Only a little roar!” “It was a T-Rex roar,” Caleb clarified. “A big one.”

Caleb found some girls to talk to fairly quickly. He’d dealt with situations like this before and knew just where to look. He smiled, cordially, as he approached the group. Emma elected to stay in the car. Caleb resisted the urge to frown as he realized none of their cake-make-up faces were familiar. It was always harder to get information from girls who didn’t know him. One was wearing a red wig with matching lipstick and gold eye shadow. One had bleach-blonde hair, pink lips and blue eyelids. The third had decided to be a bit bolder with a black wig, lips and eye shadow.

Caleb sniffed the air, "I can feel it. I can feel our victory already. It's close. It's so close. That bastard is going to die and I shall finally reign. I'm going to shed this body once he's gone. I'm tired of pretending to be shit. I want the whole world to feel like shit." "Hey hey, taper down. You aren't there yet. Remember the ultimate goal is the Moon Witch. Remember those demons? Yeah, they're real. All your boasting can rile Andrew Caleb. Don't celebrate until it is over. "

Again, another odd trait. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even move. Caleb stood his ground, watching, waiting to see what would happen. “You’re making a mistake. Give me my man.” “So you can kill him on my land? Not happening. You have no rights here. I suggest you get the hell off wolf territory,” Caleb said. The rogue rushed forward, but Caleb reached out, taking hold of his neck and squeezing. Caleb had always been a freak of nature for his huge size, even for an alpha. On occasion, it came in handy. Like today.

that the Maintainers called a vulnerability. "Caleb!" I roared within the void. "The system says you’re a scavenger! It says you're a legacy asset! Tell them they’re Out of Date!" Inside the cage, Caleb stopped pounding. He looked at the memories—the gold and silver fire—and his eyes changed. They weren't mirrors anymore. They were human. "I am... White Mane," Caleb whispered, his voice cracking the glass. [CRITICAL_EXCEPTION_DETECTED] [USER_INTERVENTION_OVERRIDING_CORE_LOGIC]

Caleb felt sorry for them for he grew up with his parents’ love but these pups never knew them in their lives. “So, you finally show up after snooping around that cottage for hours,” his mother’s voice boomed in his eardrums before Caleb was snapped to the present. Xavier was smiling sheepishly at him before Caleb was glaring at his best friend. I swear I will kill him one of these days, he mused before he was making his way to kiss his mother, Luna of the Shadow Pack, and kissed her cheeks. “Good evening, mum,” Caleb mumbled before his mother was narrowing her eyes on him. Caleb made his way to take a seat next to his Beta before he was glaring at Xavier. He shrugged at his glare.

It was reddened and swollen, covered with scratches. "Nice way to treat the Luna, Alpha Cal," A guy said as he patted Caleb's back, a disapproving look crossing his face. "Shut up." It rushed into her mind all at once. The black wolf was Caleb… ? And the white one with blue eyes—the luna… it was hard to believe but there were more points to support that than she could think of. Caleb acting weird after his eighteenth birthday all of a sudden—the yellow flash in his eyes—his words at the Prom, all came to her, flooding her brain.

Caleb said, looked between Pete and Derek, and walked out, this time around, towards the elevator. "I can't believe that bastard!" Caleb yelled as he smashed everything on the vanity to the ground, well then, guess we'd need new products for everything, thankfully, I hadn't left my miraculous body lotion from Carla on the table, or any other thing if important for that matter, I breathed out a sigh of relieve at the realization of this. "I feel they've more than the run in plan for us tomorrow," Nate spoke up, he always knew the right thing to say, and he's always right, running Crescent pack with him sure made it easier for Caleb as the alpha, h was the male version of Carla.