Alvin Chipmunks 2007 Novels & Stories

He says, holding my gaze. I shrug one shoulder. “You’re quite easy to forgive. It is not hard, when we both want the same thing.” “The same thing,” he murmurs, shifting his focus to the boys. “Yes…” The boys come tramping up the hill towards us, a fluffy puppy wrapped in Alvin’s arms. The puppy is the smallest of the pack, with a white stripe running down its face, four white paws, and a copper spot on his rump. “Mama,” Alvin whines softly, and I can see already that his eyes are full of love. “Please, mama…”

Cherry Now I was alone in the deep forest, scanning through the surroundings in concentration. Just as I was running out of patience after hours-long search, Fern's faint voice ringed in my ears. "Mommy...I want my mommy..." That was my pup! My wolf got excited and sprinted to the source of Fern's cries. “Fern! Mommy's here for you!” My wolf and I roared as Fern's voice became clearer and clearer, until my feet stopped in front of a cabin.

I shot back, cocking my head as Jonathan came to stand beside me. “My healer’s child and an important member of my pack strayed into your den. Forgive me for rushing to save her from you, given your history of taking women from my pack without permission—only for them to end up dead,” he snapped back, a devilish grin spreading across his face. “You’d be wise to tread lightly, Alpha Xavier,” Jonathan warned, but Xavier just shot him a dismissive look. “Keep your dog on a leash, or I’ll do it for you. Betas should know their place and stay quiet when Alphas are speaking,” he said coldly, looking Jonathan over.

While I just hid there like a coward "Hey chipmunk, look at your pack. Look how happy they are." He whispered in my ear and rubbed his bearded cheek with my cheek. I pulled my face out of the crook of his neck and looked around. Some of the pack members were even dancing to express their happiness for their Alpha. They looked so… real. I smiled widely looking at them. He pecked my cheek and I leaned into him.