Big Chase Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

His attempt to grab me is futile as I effortlessly slip away, leaving him bewildered and astonished. Undeterred by the close encounter, I continue my mad dash towards my destination. The scent of adventure fills the air, urging me forward. The pups in my mouth wriggle with excitement, their tiny paws tickling my tongue. Their trust in me fuels my determination, and I push myself to go faster, to reach our destination before anyone can catch up.

"Then listen carefully. They’ll track by scent first. Get as high up as you can and wash your tracks away with running water, if you can. They’ll anticipate that you’ll run — use that as your moving point.” Mark snorted. Or you send one of them home early and send a message.’ Ethan shot him a glare. "Not helping." I smirked slightly. "Actually, he is." A horn sounded, breaking the night. The hunt had begun. I turned and ran into the dark, my wolf surfacing. The forest lost definition as I ran, every instinct urging me to go faster. But I wasn’t going to just run.

I’d taken a shortcut through an alley, thinking it would save me time. Instead, it led to a group of men—drunk, rowdy, their eyes full of bad intentions. They’d surrounded me so fast, I barely had time to react. Panic surged through me as they taunted and jeered, closing in. I tried to scream, but the sound got stuck in my throat. Then, out of nowhere, Lyle appeared. He was tall, imposing, and furious. He didn’t say much—he didn’t need to. One look from him, and the men scattered like rats, mumbling apologies as they fled.

He stops mid-sentence when his eyes fall on the puppy in front of me. He gazes at the pup softly and bends down beside me. "Poor little dog. What happened to it?" "He has a cramp I guess." I look back at him as he observes the puppy. "I think we should take him home." I gently pat the back of the pup to make him comfortable and pull him into my lap so as to know what exactly happened to him that's when I hear a loud noise pierce through the cold air. Fuck! I gasp and look around in horror. Before any rational thought could make its way into my mind, I see Christopher pushing me behind the shrubs.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth.

A memory hit so hard I almost fell, Mama Delphine tossing a chicken to her pet, the gator rising slow and sure. I skirted the sinkhole on the narrow edge of wet earth, arms out for balance. The fog pressed in on both sides, and the silence pressed with it. When I made it past, the relief was a small, weak thing, and it didn’t last. Footsteps. Closer this time. Not many. Not a pack. One person. Maybe two. The cadence didn’t match wolf patrols. Lighter. Sloppier. Human? Or something pretending to be?

I gulp but continue at my incredibly fast pace. Pups, even without their wolves can run pretty fast. If Trevor snuck out in the night to make his way to Blue Meadow, he could be there already. And with the battle commencing, patrols will be distracted. A 10-year-old male could easily slip through and get to the packhouse. Goddess, let him be okay.

Luke, lying lazily under one of the chairs, complained with a meow from her screeching voice and licked himself clean. "Are we going training or not?" I asked, as I swallowed the grape's sweet juices and skin. Chase was wearing his usual pair of sweatpants and a V-neck shirt, his hair showed he came from a quick shower. He smiled at me, reaching for the bowl of grapes. I smacked his hand but Chase was fast. He grabs my wrist before I could touch his skin. His smirking face was instantly replaced by concern.

He turned to run and increased his speed to the limit. Even though Chase possessed the technique of Sword Steps and could move with great speed because of it, he was still too slow when compared to the massive ferocious beast. The beast would catch up to him if this continued. Chase began to feel anxious. A lightning explosion was heard in the air. His speed increased, and he instantly put a distance between him and the giant beast. "Haha! I'm pretty smart to use the advantage my body can give," Chase shouted excitedly as he continued dashing forward.

“ I have to go. Sit on the bleachers and cheer for me” “ I'm running late for my first class. I'll see you during break." “oh! Okay. Remember the party…” jogging slowly backward, “I will send our finest car or carriage to pick you up. Be ready at six. Her ponytail bounces as she jogs off to join her squad with Ellie is jogging closely behind her. Chase’s birthday party? I whoosh out. It’s going to be the longest evening of my life.