Angel Pup Novels & Stories

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.

The clearing, bathed in the moon's benevolent light, became a sanctuary for shared truths and unspoken understanding. As Maximus and Georgia continued their moonlit conversation, a rustle in the underbrush captured their attention. The moon, casting its glow upon the clearing, revealed a small, fluffy figure emerging from the shadows. A wolf pup, its fur a mix of silver and obsidian, stumbled into the moonlit space with an endearing clumsiness. Maximus and Georgia exchanged surprised glances, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected visitor. The pup, sensing their presence, tilted its head and regarded them with bright, inquisitive eyes that seemed to hold a wisdom far beyond its youthful ap

Giselle gasped and flinched when a creepy insect stung her lap. Her hands flew to her mouth as she tried to keep calm and not attract the children who were also having fun. One of the kids, James, placed his pointer finger on his lips and asked, "Did you guys hear that? He asked as the other kids kept quiet." They looked around to see where the whimpering sound was coming from. "That sounded like Giselle," a girl, Susie, with her hair packed in a bun, declared as she whirled around, her eyes darting to every corner of the garden.

Anhuphama has laid a big blanket on the grass while I have gotten a basket filled with different foods from the kitchen. "Does the watermelon taste good baby girl?" I ask my princess who is busy eating her watermelon. I have tried to cut little pieces of the fruit for her but the little demanding thing is persistent to eat the large piece. "She likes to eat fruit in big pieces from the time I have started to feed her solid food. Sometimes she eats small pieces but not before giving me her famous angry pout." Anhuphama comments from the place where she is watching over the dogs who are playing on the ground. I get to reply but my breath hitch seeing the stunning view in front of me.

Apollo sets me down and my heart skips a beat, he wanted to see our babies. “Oh Apollo” he places a kiss on my lips and I fight to hold back my tears. Carefully placing Phoe on the bed I lay down next to him, then lift the cover up I had put on up to my breasts. Apollo made way for Sam to pull the machine closer to the bed. I shivered a little when Sam applied the cold gel to my stomach before the wand. Moments later I could now see my beanie and cashew, Apollo was holding onto my hand his grip tightening when he saw them.

Next, Caspian dug out the demon core from the monster's brain and placed the entire corpse in his storage bag. Maya glanced around and said, "This monster with the body of a goat and the face of a monkey is a Broken-Tooth Ape. However, the Broken-Tooth Ape never acts alone, and there'll at least be a dozen of them. Thus, there must be other Broken-Tooth Apes around, so be extra alert!"

Our heads down on our front paws and our eyes gazing at our sobbing pup. “Say something!” Apache yells at me, but she doesn’t know how to mind link yet. If I shift now, I’ll be naked in front of her and I’m pretty sure that will traumatize her for life. We nudge our nose up to her arm and give her a soft lick on her wrist. She slowly turns her head and peers at us. Her eyes were red and puffy, and she was wet with her tears. “Alpha,” she says with no emotion. “Are you going to stare at me all night?” We sit up on our hind legs and wait. She sighs but does not move.

“My Lords, if you don’t mind can you send me back to the Elemental forest, I wish to take my son home and meet his grandparents before I declare him to the Empress” “You intend to take my pup without even letting me see him Adriel?” her voice calls out weakly, we all turn to look at her and she has tears in her eyes, I suppose her tears soften his heart and he walks over to her and hands her the pup. She takes him and looks down at him, “he looks just like you Adriel” the pup begins crying at the sound of her voice I assume, she looks up flustered at him then back at the pup “shh shh my little one, I’m your mommy” which made the pup cry even more.

[Name: None] [Level 1 (MAX)] [Maturity: 80%] [Race: Tunneling worm larva] [Role: Immature spawn] [Abyssal force: 20 / 20] [Attack: 1] [Defense: 1] [Dexterity: 1] [Agility: 1] [Intelligence: 1] [Skills:] (v) - Acid throw Lv 1 (MAX) (2% maturity) (^) - Bite Lv 1 (MAX) (passive) (^) - Pica Lv 2 (passive) (^) [Affinity]: - None Same as the blind bee, this one was on the thinner side but not as the previous one, its body was the longest of the larva, it didn't have a proboscis as the others even if its mouth was the biggest.

I had asked grandfather for counsel too, and the old man agreed to my plan. So all was set. All that I needed to do was say the words. But for some reason, I was scared. I cleared my throat, ignoring the slight pang of fear slithering down my spine. "As you all know that as the Alpha, the woman who bears my kid, who shares the mate bond with me, will be the Luna. And as you are all also aware, Dahlia is the mother of my kids. And she is my mate. Which, automatically, makes her the Luna of the Pack."