Beck Cat Novels & Stories

“How did they fall in love?” “For Master Alden,it was instant.” Teon said from behind me. I hadn't realized that everyone had been listening in. My gaze drifted to the floor as I waited for Teon to sit next to me. “He knew from the moment she came to him. He knew she was his mate.” “Convincing Cathy, however, was the hard part. She is a human, and he is a beast. How was he to make it make sense to her?” Teon said, obviously amused by the memory.

He slowly and cautiously makes his way over the she-wolf, and it takes him a moment to gather his wits and introduce himself. “Hello, I’m Jared Benton of the Blue Moon pack. Who might you be, beautiful?” Jared gives her a sweet smile and tries to make it known that he likes her, but by the look on her face she seems a bit hesitant to even acknowledge Jared, which he thinks is a bit odd. “Hi, sorry, I’m Becca. I’m from the Red Crest pack and I think you might be my mate. But that can’t be right. We are enemy packs. My Alpha has told us all about your parents.”

Then Theo disappeared. And Beck looked for him. "You okay?" I asked, more out of genuine concern than anything else. We were off-camera for a moment, just the two of us in the penalty box. "Fine," Beck said. But his shoulders were tense. His hands were clenched. "You keep looking—" "Don't," he cut me off. "Don't ask questions you don't actually want answered." Before I could respond, Marcus called us back to film the final skating sequence. The one where Beck was supposed to teach me a skating move and we'd end up close enough to kiss. For ratings, he'd said. For the narrative.

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

Becky said while taking Runa's bag and setting it near the side table behind the door then stepped outside with Runa. She drags Runa towards the tree line, then begins to run as she sees Runa shedding her jacket. They were both running at top speed then jumped through the air to land fully shifted and darted through the forest. Becky's wolf was a chestnut brown color with yellow eyes and about the size of an average timber wolf. Runa's wolf, however, was much larger. She was the biggest wolf in the pack including the alpha. Her fur was golden red, same as her eyes. Her canines extended slightly further out of her muzzle. She truly was the more fierce looking wolf in the pack, but she dared n

“Why Becky?” “I need to stay with my mummy for a while,” she said. “You understand that?” “Can I come too?” she asked. “Not this time, sweetheart,” Becky said, bending forward and kissing her on the cheek. “You need to stay here and look after Barry and Freddie.” Her eyes softened as she remembered the puppy. “Freddie’s my puppy.” “That’s right,” Becky said, “and guess what? Freddie is a girl puppy, not a boy puppy.”

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

The vendor glanced warily left and right, confirming no one was watching, before gesturing for the beastkin to approach. This was a wolfhound beastkin. He was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. When he stood, he blocked out the bar lights, which cast a shadow over me. Before I could react, the vendor yanked the crude collar around his neck, forcing him to his knees before removing the rusty muzzle.

Beck glances at King, lowers his head again, and grumbles, "Not that I'm aware of." Callie decides this is a good time to jump off my lap and rub herself in circles around Beck's legs. From the look on the man's face, Callie would make a delicious snack. Not that he would eat her. That would result in pulling off his arms and legs one at a time while he screamed. The entire island knows you don't mess with my cat even if she is a traitor.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]