Angel Pup Novels & Stories

“I, Alpha King Apollo Nix Ursa son of Zeus the God of War and Selene the Moon Goddess, reject your rejection as my mate Alpha Princess Fallon Marie Vault. I’ll never accept a mate that isn’t you. I’ll never leave you. We will get past my mistake. We will raise our child and make sure our people are safe. I made a horrible mistake, but I promise to make it up to you everyday from this day forward.” Apollo lifted the sleeping Fallon from the floor and carried her bridal style to the bed. He walked to their child’s crib and lifted the sleeping infant from the crib. When he turned around, all the child’s necessities materialized within the room. He thanked his mother once again. He changed his l

And slowly, something starts to come out of the ashes. A black creature with black fur and red eyes. No bigger than any of the logs. Limping out of the brick fireplace and letting out small coughs like a little child. It's a Rogue. A baby. A pup.

I noticed that he only eats in the pack house when being forced by the sweet woman who cooks for them. I finished cooking the pasta, then went up to get the twins so they could eat. They are small but they are still Lycans, so it’s expected for them to have extraordinary appetite. “Mama, this is delicious.” Apollo complimented, something he learnt from his grandma. She wouldn’t eat without complimenting the cook so I glued the habit rubbed on him. “Thank you, baby. Now eat up, no talking.” I warned sternly while finishing my plate and taking it to the dishwasher. After washing, I went up to get their school bags knowing that the next thing on their agenda was their assignment.

We didn’t know how far out they had been located or how much it would take out of her and by the fucking looks of it, it had taken a lot. All eyes now turned to the pup in my arms and I knew he was indeed an Alpha pup, he looked older than he probably was. Maybe he was about ten or eleven. His dark hair fell across his forehead, but the hatred in those hazel eyes of his looked far too much for a pup. "Calm down and I will let you go." I spoke quietly, yet my alpha aura rolled off me.

A second son, Lucian Two distinct, fierce cries filled the room, and Aurora’s chest cracked open with a love so vast it threatened to consume her. Healers moved quickly, swaddling the pups, placing one on each of Aurora’s arms. Her heart, already full, nearly burst at the sight of them—tiny, perfect, with tufts of dark hair and warm, pulsing life. The first-born had Aries’ storm-gray eyes. The second blinked up at her with icy blue ones flecked with violet, just like her own.

I closed my eyes tightly and waited for Archer to get back. "Close your eyes.." Archer said from a far "I am babe" "Now turn around and open your eyes" He said and I turned my body first before opening my eyes.. What? No way! "His name is Apollo North!" Archer said and it's a Alaskan Malamute puppy. I squealed and ran to it. I can't help but hug it tightly. He's so cute with the grey pattern on his body and eyes "Do you like it?" "I LOVE IT.. and wait.. Why Apollo North? I mean Apollo is fine but why the North?" I asked and he chuckled

Look at the itty-bitty baby aura’ Tyre cooed as Andrei tried to one-up Imeela and Jackson. ‘What the fuck is that?’ Apollo asked incredulously. ‘I think my favorite nephews’ auras are even stronger than that. Fucking hell. Why didn’t we bring them along? They could tag team him!’ Tyre was howling at the thought of our boys going all Alpha on him. The vivid picture that he painted of his pups had me in internal tears of pure and utter joy. ‘They had to stay behind to finger paint. Fuck, I suppose that we could’ve let them finger paint with his blood,’ I mused.

And then something happens, and we're forced to leave? The question hits close. I've been trying not to think about exactly that. "Then we adapt," I say. "The same way we always do." *** The pup's name is Wren. Eight years old, all elbows and messy hair, arm in a sling made of bark and leaves. He's not in the main healing house—he's in a smaller room off the back of it, propped on a pallet with a stack of dried meat beside him. Bella finds him there.

Lowering my voice, I said, "Let's go." I had barely returned to the bedroom when Christopher walked in. His face was still wearing that gentle smile. In his hands, he carried a bag filled with tiny clothes for our pup. "Rebecca, our little one will be here soon. I've prepared a few outfits. What do you think? Aren't they adorable?" All the clothes in the bag were pink and red. They were clearly for a female wolf pup. I didn't pick any and asked him instead, "Seeing the clothes you picked, does that mean you're certain our pup is a girl?"

ZURIN "So this is our pup?" I asked while my eyes fixated on the screen before me. It showed an abstract image—I preferred to call it because I couldn't really tell what it was, except for the one Stephanie pointed out. It was only a tiny ball, but it had a heartbeat which assured me it was a living thing. Of course. It's my pup. "Yes, Alpha. The size is around a peanut now. But soon, it grows bigger. And before you realize it, he's already ready to meet his parents."