***Austin***
The hair on the back of my neck bristles as I visually see that this morning's whisperings are indeed true. I hadn't wanted to believe them, but there he was; someone whose family often graced the society pages in one of the Lycan publications. But he had been inexplicably absent in recent years.
Oh dear, it IS true. What is HE doing here? Atlas says bluntly.
I really don't know, but he's bad news, I reply.
"Oh! Well if it isn't little Austin Landry," Will says with a smirk as I sadly have to walk past the table he is sitting at in order to collect my lunch. I stop and turn around as he stands up, but it is now my turn to smirk as I stand at least a good two inches taller.
"Little?" I ask a little smugly, c*****g an eyebrow at him.
"Well, it was about time you grew up
