Cat Patronus Novels & Stories

Who in the hot fudge sundae is downstairs? I nod, and he unlocks the door, opening it, making the screams from downstairs even louder. I'm walking faster than I can think. I don't have a plan. I don't understand what's even happening. I just- "How can you say that?" She sobs, "I know you feel it. You have to!" "You're mistaken, my mate is-" "Then you're a Nexus," she pants as she comes into view. Nexus. The center to your entire world, you and multiple other peoples. A mate to many. Rarer than an Iota, and more beneficial if the rumors of ability sharing, once everyone is marked, are true.

He was the perfect puppet - he had the looks of a good candidate, and if he could woo people the way he conned women into his bed, it’d be easy enough to ensure whoever the puppet master was called all the shots. “I’m sure it’s someone from the family line,” I insisted. Cato leaned in closer, giving me a toothy grin. “Then why the hell have I been seein’ so many lycans in the past couple days?” He was whisked away, back into the thrum of customers, before I could answer. Another pink drink slid down the bar, stopping in front of me. It was a trick Cato was proud of, and one I didn’t mind until I had to close up my tab - one that had been steadily growing over the past years.

A pair of leather shoes, long legs of black pants, and a black shirt…my gaze moved further to rest on pink lips left out under the black mask he wore. Who exactly was he? His rare gold colored eyes pierced through my being, and in that moment it felt as though I was bare. My nipples stirred under my wet dress, making things even worse than they already were. “Prince Darion,” The attendants chorused, their heads dropping, unable to look at the man as though he was a plague. Or perhaps someone of high status –pretty evident from his temperament. I clenched my jaw hard, feeling the swell on my cheeks. It still hurt from last night…if not even worse.

Fraser picked up his glass of water too, keeping his eyes on Penelope as he played with it. “Her situation is critical. She is a mother, a Luna, and a mate. Taking her away would bring grave consequences. In case you haven’t noticed, Katrina has shown no signs whatsoever to use her powers against us, and neither has she unlocked her full potential, therefore she will not be touched.” Dan that had been quietly watching us felt obliged to speak. “Katrina may not unlock her full potential.” I looked at him, right through my glasses, and Dan’s eyes on me—they always were. “But what about the pups?”

Kat smiled at him as the shadows formed around her and covered her from sight, before dropping again to reveal her third form. Before Ruben and Vlad stood a massive black panther like creature, but it had small wings coming from the top of its front shoulders, short black horns protruding from its temples, a long flowing bushy tail and a ruff of long hair under its neck and down its massive muscled chest. Those eyes were still the same though and starting to dilate out, getting blacker and blacker, like a cat focused on its prey and about to pounce. “Kat!” Ruben hardly breathed. “Don’t go…”

He's quiet for so long as he looks through the papers that I feel like I'm going to explode with anticipation. "Ha! Found it." He flicks a piece of paper, holding it out to me victoriously. I snatch it from him, eyes scanning all over the page. "Zane, what the hell is this?" It's a missing panther report with a picture of what looks like a young Cleo. So young in fact, I wouldn't be able to tell it was her if not for the bright orange eyes and splash of freckles across her face. She looked four, maybe five. Ada Holstein, read the name. Age four, thirty-four inches, brown hair, orange eyes. Last seen near Holstein pack borders immediately following rouge attack.

Patrick let go of me and smiled and nodded as he walked back over to Colton. "We have offered Kitty pack membership and she has agreed. As most of you know, it is very fortunate and lucky for a werewolf pack to have a witch. The Moon Goddess has blessed us with Kitty and we should be grateful. We should treat her as the treasure that she is." Colton paused and looked at me. I smiled and nodded and he continued on. "Are there any questions or comments at this time?" he asked and suddenly there were hands in the air all over the place.

Phoenix muttered as they walked toward the school. Lucian didn’t disagree. “She still likes honey in her tea and talks in her sleep. This place is full of wolves who won’t care that she’s royal.” “She’ll be fine,” Aurora said softly from behind them, walking alongside Aries as they approached the main steps. “We’ve raised her for this moment.” “But what if Cato says something?” Phoenix snapped, turning toward his mother. “He’s still here, isn’t he?” “He is,” Aries confirmed grimly, his hand on Seris’ shoulder, “but he won’t touch her. He knows better.”

Manticat soon descended from the stairs in his large Panter form ready to fight but when he saw his master's despondent state his ears lowered in pity and he went to comfort her by snuggling near her neck. He released purrs of reassurance but Ruby was too consumed by grief to listen. He activated a revitalizing spell to heal his mistress before submissively laying his head on her lap while listening to her cry knowing that there is nothing he can do or say that will lessen or remove her grief.

We arrive home from the supermarket where Amelia and I are ushered into the house, I was just out in a supermarket but he makes sure to keep me away from his neighbours, what is this guys deal? He instructs me to deal with Amelia while he deals with the shopping, as loud knocks from the front door causes him to freeze. My first thought was that it must be ink but than I remember, the note I left for the unsuspecting supermarket worker. Anthony seems to move me away from the view of the front door where I'm pushed into a corner, as the knocks on the door get louder.