Dex Dogtective Novels & Stories

Dre asked while pouting. Xeon kissed his pouting lips and chuckled, “No baby. You guys were too sneaky for us to detect. It was our wolves who recognized their mate’s smell. Kyler’s wolf would not stop badgering mine about the scent coming from the files of his office,” he grumbled.

Freeeway saw the anger in Kelvin's eyes that was concealed and seemed vulnerable. Drogo, crouched quietly at Freeway’s feet, let out a soft whine, his small, black eyes darting from the detectives to Freeway as if sensing the electric tension in the air. Freeway glanced down at his furry companion, offering a quick scratch behind the ears to calm him. “Easy, boy,” he whispered, his voice barely a breath. “We’re in this together. Just a little longer.”

" I tried to calm myself down, but it was too late. My fury had reached a boiling point, and I was consumed by a rage I couldn't control. I remember feeling an overwhelming urge to unleash my beast, to let it roam free and wreak havoc and I found a suitable outlet for my fury. I targeted those who deserved it, the kind that wronged me. I destroyed the pack, the thrill of unleashing my beast and watching them cower in fear. They thought they could stand against me, but I am the demon werewolf, the one who has brought terror to both the supernatural and human worlds. I slaugh***tered them all, their screams and pleas for mercy music to my ears. But as I was driving away from the carnage, I fel

Classification: Small animal (Fox/Canid). Time: 02:17 AM. Action: Logged. No escalation. William slept on, deeply. In the security office, Strom monitored the feed. He saw the alert, reviewed the grainy thermal image, a small, four-legged heat signature moving erratically near the tree line. He tapped a key, archiving it under ‘Fauna – Routine.’ Just a fox. The estate was quiet.

"A bark tells the enemy we know they are there. A 'Pressure Alert' tells only us." ​Lorenzo watched with clinical focus as Aegis practiced the 'Pressure Alert'—placing his heavy head on Lorenzo’s thigh whenever a 'decoy' intruder (one of the security team) approached the perimeter of the atrium. ​"Good Aegis," Lorenzo murmured, scratching the dog behind the ears. "Status: Secure." ​"He’s the best sensor we have," Matteo admitted to Amara, who was watching from the shaded gallery. "He senses the adrenaline in a person before they even reach the door. He’s more accurate than the thermal grid in this humidity."

"Document everything. I want photos, inventory lists, and anything that looks suspicious." The agents moved through the warehouse in pairs, checking every corner. Most of the crates were labeled with legitimate company names and product descriptions. But Cathy knew the drugs could be hidden anywhere. "Bring in the dogs," she said into her radio. Two handlers entered with German Shepherds trained to detect narcotics. The dogs immediately began sniffing around the warehouse, moving between crates and containers. One of the dogs stopped at a stack of crates near the back wall. It sat down and barked, the signal that it had found something.

A puppy attempted to play with her, but she snobbishly ignored him. "Hey Danny," He wrapped me in a hug when they reached us. I chuckled and accepted it. "Hi, guys this is Kari," The boys said their hi's. Carter seemed almost mesmerized by her. How cute. "Who is this?" I asked, reaching to let the pretty dog sniff my hand. She moved her nose away from me. "This is Dolly, she's a Saluki. I got her for Christmas last year." Cooper answered while petting her back.

Stunned, the three looked at each other, except for Mike before following the director towards his office. They went to the office with Derek whom they met on their way to the office. “What is he intending to tell us? It seems important because he calmed down immediately,” Andrei whispered while elbowing Derek to get his attention. Mike and Casya walk in front at the same time, while the three of them are in the back together. Black Dog is what they call Derek Paz. He is the most adept at finding evidence. He can tell instantly whether the person he is talking to is good or not. He is also very strict with the results of the cases, he will not release until the culprit is caught.

"I know a detective looking for a job." Chet looked at her for a moment, his eyes intense, searching. Adira just giggled and shook her head as she left them to join Dimitri's panther. Chet shook his head and gave a soft chuckle. "I'm sure we can find something for him." Then his grin turned mischievous. "I think there may be a spot on the K9 unit." Rance yelped, hopping up on all fours as Lainie laughed. "That might be fitting."

I stood still, completely relaxed, letting them do their job. The lead guard held a small wand. He ran it over me, slowly. My shoes, my legs, my torso. It beeped faintly over my belt buckle. "Buckle," he said flatly. I unbuckled it, pulling the leather free, and handed it to him. Then came the final insult, the drug-sniffing dog. A sleek, mean-looking German Shepherd was led around me, sniffing my pants, my shoes. It was supposed to be looking for explosives or narcotics.