Dexter Laboratory Novels & Stories

I muttered That wasn’t exactly a lie. “When I go back, I’ll do my check-up and find out if the headache is getting worse.” Dexter stared at me for a few seconds. I couldn’t tell what was going through his head. Then he nodded.“Okay.” I had added the part about seeing a doctor when I returned home to prevent him from bringing anything like this up again. He returned his attention to the road while I turned toward the window. ******* Dexter parked in front of what happened to be a huge toy shop. A big sign above the building read:

"What are you doing inside my cottage, Dexter? And why are they here?" "I wanted to scent you the second you got off duty," Dexter purred, leaning in to press his mouth against her cheek. "I missed my female." Maris pulled back, her skin crawling. Dexter was handsome, built, and a total pack leech. When they first met at the Silverpine Pack Market, he had claimed to be a contract hunter for Ashcombe Holdings. But as soon as summer hit, he abandoned his duties to run wild. Just last month, he had lured a pack of young cubs into the woods for an illegal hunt, drinking fermented berry-wine until the Enforcers showed up.