101 Dalmatians Jasper Horace Novels & Stories

"Dada... Mamma!" Jasper gave a rare smile as he tightened his arms around his daughter. "Young master!" Jasper was sitting in the garden with the child in his arms when the assistant found him. "Young master, there was indeed a spy in Hampton Foods Company, look at the news." The assistant was a little nervous. Jasper held the child with one hand, took out his phone and glanced at it, then sneered as he raised the corner of his mouth. "He’s the person we’ve been waiting for." Jasper emanated a dreary aura and said again, "Have you gathered the evidence I’ve asked you to collect?"

Alfie says loudly to the group of pups. “I want to ride on Delta Jasper’s back,” Joshua states. “But he’s a vampire. Alpha Eve said the wolves,” Alfie counters. “But I want Jasper. He’s fast. Maybe I can learn to be as fast as him, so I don’t die like my mummy,” Joshua argues, causing my heart to break. “Hey, kid. I can’t promise you will ever be able to run as fast as me. But I can promise to give you a piggyback,” I hear Jasper speak out.

I look at the slop and comply but there’s a knock on the door and the aroma of real food dances through the room. I watch as Z and A eat, laugh, and talk “Is 2010 bunkered down too?” Z asks A. A smirks and nods, “Yes, are we going to use him some this mission? It’s his first but I know he’s dying to get out. He’s a real people-pleasing mutt.” I stay quiet but I want to rip them to shreds. 2010 is just a pup. He is only 12 years old, and they brought him along to show him the ropes but so far, they have kept him caged.

Jasper reached out to brush the pad of his thumb over it, capturing the blood before sticking his thumb into his mouth to lick it off. “Yeah,” Reid pulled himself together. “Fuck you, Dad,” he took Jasper’s hand in his. “This is my mate. I’m not hiding that behind a fucking she-wolf breeder because you and some of the pack are fucking intolerant arseholes. Let’s go, Jasper,” he started to turn for the door. “Think about it Dad, it’s me and Jasper, or it’s no fucking heir. Mr and Mrs Damiano…” He paused. “I am… Marcella was…” He shook his head.

Same jaw, same eyes, none of the softness that sometimes broke through when Adrian forgot to control his face. "So this is him," Marcus said, to Adrian, not to me. Like I was a specimen. Like I wasn't standing three feet away with a working set of ears. "This is Julian Cross," Adrian said. "My partner." "Cross." Marcus turned to me at last, and his eyes went over me the way you'd check a used car for rust. Shoes. Jacket. The bag I'd had since freshman year with the strap I'd repaired myself with packing tape and a needle. "Full scholarship, I assume."

The wolves that found me also said the village I lived in had been attacked, and everyone there had died; no one was left. Jasmine was one of the first wolves I saw when I opened my eyes. She has short brown hair and large green eyes; Jasmine is tall and curvy, and everything about her is gorgeous. Her large green eyes sparkled with happiness when my wounds started healing. I don't know if I would have made it if she hadn't nursed me back to health; Jasmine never left my side unless Damian demanded her presence. I have worked my ass off since I regained my health and was recently made the rank of Delta in Damian's pack.

Jasper froze, looking like a prey that had been caught by a predator. "How then do you know about Freya?" Diana continued. "And how do you know I'm a Moon Spirit?" Jasper fumbled, looking for the right words to say. When he realized he had really been caught, he dropped the act. The innocent look disappeared from his face and he glared at Diana, his gray eyes turning completely dark. His canines emerged, protruding from the side of his lips. He stared at her like he was possessed, his eyes wild and eerie.

Yup, I went and did it again. Maybe I need a therapist. Training with Amelia’s pack was actually fun and enlightening. Jasper and I were linking the whole time, throwing ideas back and forth on how we can implement some of their ideas into our own training regime. Seriously, the whole obstacle course and sensory training is a brilliant idea. Mei - who I now know to be Delta Chris’s animai - had Jasper and me floored. I’ve never seen anyone move that fast, I’m still not sure what species she is, and the curiosity is killing me. I was thinking sanguidae, but her eyes would have given her away.

Vlora Dasher looks young, no one believes she has a six-year-old daughter. She called Travolta and asked about the casino and the company. Crystal walked in saying, "Mommy, stop your work, now. I'm tired." The little girl yawned sleepily. Vlora gestured Travolta to go out and stood up to walk to the bed. She lied beside her little wolf and caressed her hair gently. "My love...my daughter, Crystal. Are you tired?" asked the mother wolf. "Yes, mommy. I told uncle Maddox to..." Vlora cuts off her daughter and said, "Why don't you stop your uncle Maddox to go find the mortal?"

Jasper snapped annoyingly " Okay. I prepared something, would you like to eat?" She asked as she stood up " I have no appetite, thanks" Jasper replied coldly " Hmm" she sigh and walk away Jasper stares sternly at the little girl as she consumes all the hamburger with a juice, she was so calm and happy, but he thought he wouldn't want to lose anyone again so why should he keep her, it would be better to take her to an orphanage... He stood up and went to clean up himself, after an hour he came downstairs in hoodie as he walked over to where the little girl was playing...