Dog Warden Lima Ohio Novels & Stories

The meeting with the Wendells was too crucial to put off now. "But... There's a problem, sir. We've spotted some of Wendell's dogs. They seem to be after her. " Lucian's heart hardened and he spun on his heels on the spot, striding back to his car, his meeting forgotten. "Address." "She's at Chavlone Street, headed toward North Street." Lucian cut the call and placed a call to George immediately. "Hey, Lucian -" George began. "George, why are some of your family dogs in my city?" Lucian spat.

" Just shut up Elora! That's not fuc*ing important! I already have a lot in my plate! We are going to begin the war any second! Just...just tell me where she-" " She is fine. I asked Ace to guard the door." My frantically beating heart suddenly calm down hearing it. Ace is the Gamma and also best doctor in our pack. I am sure he will not dare to do anything stupid. He is responsible. He won't leave her alone. Stepping back from her, I turn to go back to the warriors when I feel a grip on my hand. And I am surprised to see Elora holding it. Looking at me with concerned eyes, her voice a mere whisper.

Under the freezing rain, Rachel Moss was already nose-to-nose with Warden . "I don't give a damn about your federal paperwork, Moss," Warden hissed, keeping his hand flat against the gate controls. "Local jurisdiction is locked down. As of ten minutes ago, Deputy Chief Leo revoked your clearance. You don't step foot inside this facility." "Leo is covering his own executioners!" Moss roared over the storm. "Open the goddamn gate!" "Make me," warden sneered.

After an eight-hour drive and asking for directions countless times, I finally reached the deep woods at dusk. The "Light of Redemption" foundation sat on a hill surrounded by tall pines. It was a simple but cozy wooden lodge. A few smaller buildings were nearby. They looked like dorms and a clinic. From far away, I saw injured animals roaming the yard. An owl with a broken wing stood on a special perch. A few fox pups played on the grass. A young woman in a lab coat was checking on something that looked like a werewolf pup. I knocked lightly on the main cabin door. It opened quickly. I barely recognized Dorian.

I couldn't even think straight anymore because it all became too much for me to bear. "You know, it's a surprise that we never exploited this place before today. It means you must have used something that would prevent any entry from our kind. But then your loyal dog seems to have taken that off because this place was easily accessible this time around. Smooth sailing, I must say," I shake my head again. This time for something different. "You don't know what's coming your way, Wade. Neither does the pack." I say with spite to him. "Is this about your dog being on the loose? You don't need to worry about that. As soon as I noticed he wasn't here, I already sent warriors out there to get him.

I say, looking at the address in Roseville, California. "I talked to the woman who runs the homes; her name is Cat. The way she spoke about those in her homes, you can tell they're not just kids in her care. They're her family. I hope some of the pups ended up there. That would be the best outcome." Anton packs up the papers as our breakfast is served. A werelion named Cat, what are the chances?

As if it could be tamed anyway. After some pleading, Penny let me take Daisy, and Eliza, of course, took her favorite dog. He was a huge cow patterned Great Dane. His name was Maximums. One of the other dogs named Angel was very connected to Max, they were inseparable. But Penny would only allow us to take two. So we had to leave the sweet pit bull behind. Then we were on the road, we took Eliza's truck so the pups could ride in the back. I already told Lucas in advance that we had the dogs, so the movies were out of the question. On the way there Eliza searched up a dog cafe for after the park.

"Can dignity bring back a pup's life?" In five days, I grew visibly thinner. Following Tommy's address, I found No. 13 Pear Street, the residence of the Beech Pack, the largest in Redwood City, where Lance was staying with the child. Standing outside, my lips chapped and throat raw, I felt something lodged between my throat and chest. The house sat in a fairly wide alley, guarded by a uniformed wolf—a borrow from Lance, no doubt. "Miss Davidson?" The wolf's ears trembled with nervousness, his claws scraping his uniform.

I came to a screeching halt in the parking lot, not even bothering to park properly before I was flinging the car doors open and carrying the pup inside. “Help!” I cried out as I stumbled into the waiting room, tears streaming down my face. “My dog was attacked by wolves!” The receptionist, a middle-aged woman wearing pink scrubs covered in an animal paw pattern, leapt to her feet and shouted something over her shoulder. I hardly made out what she said over the sound of blood rushing through my ears, but before I knew it, vet techs were spilling out of the back room and taking Lucas from me. “I’m sending you an address for a nearby facility owned by Lunar Labs,” Darren had said when I had ca

The town of Limerick was small and I ported us right to the front gate leading to the Elder hall. The two warriors standing guard gaped open mouthed at us as we suddenly just appeared in front of them. “Alpha Damon Woods, Enforcer pack,” Damon announced himself, “Enforcer Griffin Woods and Enforcer Jett McDaniels.” “Who is your feline companion?” the second warrior asked as he eyed Kane. “This is my pet jag, he chews the couch whenever I leave him home alone,” I said and Kane glared at me.