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Austlan Cashby Fanfic.

*THIS STORY COULD BE VERY TRIGGERING. THERE ARE LOTS OF MENTIONS OF BLOOD OR BEATINGS AND CUTS. IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED EASILY OR VERY EMOTIONAL. DO NOT READ. THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY WARNING.*

Alan Ashby is a runt in the pack. The pack had gone hungry for weeks and was searching for a new meal. They find Austin Carlile sitting in his back garden minding his own business and drag him to the woods. But the difference from the rest of the people they had captured and torn limb from limb is that he wasn't moving. Almost if he had accepted fate. So why did Alan have the urge to protect Austin? Even if it meant risking his life.