Captain-general Kitten Novels & Stories

Meridian and Crescent University are where we belong. Not long after that, I leave to pick Billie up for our study session. I wonder how my little feral kitten has been doing all day. I've kept an eye on her through Fleming and Dom, who have texted me updates throughout the day. She's had a big day, from the confrontation with Spader to her first meal with the rest of the Underground, and her first exposure to werewolf jealousies.

The image of that night Katty didn’t move and just laid lifelessly on my thighs replayed in my head, “You’re lying; my mother would never bury Katty if she didn’t think she was dead already.” He was quiet for some seconds, and I had to unclench my fists I had no memories of clenching, my heart rate going up and down, “I opened the ground that night and took her out; I took her to the best vet and made sure he treated her. That kitten there is her grandchild; she died after childbirth, but I took care of her kitten.”

After that, she took Old Madam Kitty with her and began to look for the child. ... At the same time, two little guys who came out of a secret doghole were walking on the street hand in hand with a small backpack on their backs. Although Kitten was only three and a half years old, her long hair reached her waist. Usually, she would have all kinds of beautiful hairstyles. But today, maybe her grandma didn't know how to comb her hair, so she only wore a pinkish purple headband. However, even so, she was still as adorable as a doll.

"Maybe. I can't say for certain that this cabinet is the same one, but I can prove that shortly after it was removed from general council inventory, significant sums of 'council property' were transferred to Vane's private residence within the same year." We brought it to the others that night, this same nook of the library, the same lamp overhead that we seemed to have claimed as the capital of our rebellion, if such a thing could be called that. Lena barely blinked after Marcus played out the evidence. She just looked at me and tightened her grip around her coffee mug. "Vane's house," "We'd have to break into a council elder's private residence." "As we do nothing more than a formal review

He was an Alpha. I’d never seen him in town before. “Are you a cheerleader? You have to be with those legs.” Heat rushed to my cheeks before I could respond. “I was looking for a drink, but there’s nothing here for me. I’m going to go.” The big Alpha blocked my exit. “Where are you off to, Kitten? We were talking. You seem pretty interesting.” “Well, I’m not interested.” He barked out a laugh. “Don’t worry, Kitten. I know exactly who you are.” A pitch black wolf manifested in his eyes, giving his eyes a dark, demonic appearance.

How could I call anyone a pig maliciously when they were so adorable up close? The pig wheezed loudly, snoring as I reached out and rubbed its soft belly between the wiry black hairs of its coat. My touch didn't wake it, and I couldn't help a little giggle from spilling from between my lips. "I thought you'd bring her here," Katarina interrupted my bonding moment with a sleeping pig. "Captain would like to see you." I scoffed. "Tell him I'm busy." "Come now, princess. Penny will still be here later," Desmond called over to me.

Horatio explains. And there it is, all the girls squeal when he shows them pictures of the litter of kittens. I can feel Elayni staring at me; I know that means she wants one. It might not be a bad idea. I look at the kittens, and they actually have fur. They actually look like little leopards. Horatio tells them that these kittens are a week old and that he will bring them here when they are old enough to be away from their mother. Uncle Grayston has Alphas Dillion and Gideon on the computer. Travian is also on the screen. He couldn’t be here since their egg has been very active, and they think it will hatch anytime. “Well, what did the three of you find?” I ask.

QUEEN KIANA POV 👑 👑 , “Yes,” Idra says, his voice calm as ever. “Meet Queen Kiana.” His hand gestures toward the man beside him. “This is General Carter. One of the most trusted generals in this kingdom. And my friend.” I nod politely. General Carter steps closer without hesitation. His presence is different from the others. Less rigid. Less guarded. He takes my hand. And before I can react, he lifts it and presses a kiss to the back of it.

"Baby, how many dogs do you have?" "Uhh… Five." "There's only four." Catriona was about to go out but Enzo held her. "Sir, are we going up now?" "Wait!" Catriona said. "Lieutenant!" She calls and the Akita barks. "Sergeant." The Bull Mastiff barks. "Cornel!" She calls and the Doberman answers. "Captain?" The Rottweiler answers. "Where's General?" "General?" Enzo whistles calling out for the other dog. Tequila came out with General who is dragging a big stuffed toy. The one that Enzo bought for her. "They are here."

Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past. The next chapter of her discovery unveiled the resurgent werecats, a species once thought to be extinct. The enigmatic presence preserving their existence amidst the brink of oblivion was the revelation of Alpha King Blaze Neptune Hunter's transformation into a Tiger form in the fateful year of 1983. He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline.