Jackson The Hedgehog 소설 & 이야기

Trying to read if the sad expression was an act or reality. "Jackson was innocent."

Michael Jackson POV Jone Jackson forces his inner wolf into submission as he slides out of the customized, low-slung transport Michael had presented to him following their mating covenant. He leaves the vehicle parked carelessly right across the flagstones of the Alpha Council Hall entrance, completely disregarding the secure subterranean vaults. Two heavily armored boundary wagons halt directly behind him, courtesy of the Elder Luna Katherine Jackson. Her hyper-fixation on the omega's safety has reached an unbearable peak; she refuses to let him traverse the Silvermoon Capital without an elite vanguard flanking his path, every guardian personally vetted and blood-sworn by the old king Josep

Or if something really bad was happening and they were too ashamed to say they couldn't catch a bad guy. I was turning ideas in my head like the way a dung heap was turned(sorry for the gory details. I'll stop), when the door opened and my mother stood in the doorway. I was about to give a weak smile when I saw Jason by her side, clinging to her arm like a leach. Well, that's what he is, right? What the—?

Hurriedly, Eden wiped her eyes. “I can sneak us in,” Sir Jackson suddenly piped up, his voice obscenely excited at the very idea, “…it’ll be easy! I have explored the dungeons a lot when I was younger; it was my hide out from my tutors so I know a lot of secret tunnels to get pass the guards!” “…No wonder you’re so dumb.” “How dare you! YOU!” Sir Jackson looked so scandalized Eden almost laughed as he gawked at Adam, “Take that back, you nerd–!”

And Jackson looked at me with almost fear on his face. Before the rogue could say another word Jackson reached down and ripped his throat out and killed him. And he shifted back to his wolf form and we started running as fast as our legs could take us back to our pack.

Ty verified the order and with a nod Jackson went down there to finish up with the preamble to opening the door. “Whatever happened to the days when shifters thought they were the big bad boys, and nothing could stop them? A little C4 or dynamite and we’re cowering behind a corner.” Jackson knew very well they were tough, but who wanted to recover if they didn’t need to? Stupid is as stupid does. That’s what his sweet little granny told him while she raised him. It took a few minutes and then they had everything set up. His toy, or a rather large remote-control vehicle, sat in front of the door, ready to ram the door open.

“Then go read a book or something, go away Jackson. I’m not in the mood right now” “Fine” Jackson said, sadly at that but Ethan wasn’t paying attention anymore and Jackson walked away he was determined to beat the Weatherbee brothers on his own too. Jackson took his bike from his garage, determination evident on his face as he placed his sky blue colored helmet on his head. He rode out on the street and wasn’t surprised to find them waiting for him, their nose scrunched up in a sneer and he approached them, his palms sweaty with anxiety already but he ignored it

"My brother told me about those. He said they'll chase you." "My last deployment, there was this guy named Gunther. He was a big dude, worked out like crazy and too macho for his own good. We were outside one day and he saw a giant camel spider and kicked sand at it. That spider got up on its hind legs," Jackson held his arms up in the air like he was going to attack and made a scary face that made Chloe giggle. "Then it chased him. Guy took off like a rocket and that spider just chased after him like he was going to eat him. He ran around the garage twice before he realized the spider had stopped chasing him." Jackson stopped and got a devilish grin. "It didn't help that we kept yelling at

Wren was waiting for him in wolf form. He was cramped back into the too-small cage. Blood was smeared on the bottom. It glimmered in the light and Jackson fought the urge to puke again. Jackson hated himself as he clipped the leash to Wren’s collar and led him away. Blood glistened and darkened Wren’s fur. Small droplets dripped from his stomach as they started to walk away. Revulsion swirled in Jackson’s stomach.