Dog With The Human Face Novels & Stories

The wolf that just a few moments ago looked so strong and fearsome, is now pathetic and small. For some reason, I’m filled with remorse and compassion. I crawl over to him, putting my hand on his half-formed face, gently stroking the weird tufts of fur along his muzzle. The fear leaves his light brown eyes, and he looks at me in wonder. Then he closes his eyes, the rattling in his chest stops and he slips away. When the last bit of air leaves his body, he shifts back to human.

I cracked my neck back into place after the minor whiplash and gave a little squeeze with my legs to encourage him to move on again, to which he replied by shaking his head. Great, a horse with a fucking attitude. I looked over at the gray dog, my eyes widening when I saw that he was no longer a one-eyed weimaraner, but instead a large gray wolf, much larger than any werewolf I had ever seen before. I shook my head. "Thankfully, you're on my side, pooch." I swear that I saw him roll his good eye, as if being with me was a lot of work.

The dog has spotted me, and the dog has made a decision. The dog jumps. The dog lands on my chest. The dog is small but committed. The dog is licking my face. The dog is licking my chin. The dog is licking the place on my face where my makeup used to be, before I washed it off, before I had any idea I was going to have my face washed by a small grey dog on a Saturday afternoon. Aiden looks mortified. Lincoln. Lincoln, no. Lincoln" He is trying to pull the dog off me. The dog is very committed. The dog does not want to come off me. The dog is so excited and is making small, happy, high-pitched sounds against my face.

And I saw it. A face. Not human. Not fully wolf. It was mine. Staring straight at me.

She bounded over to him, rubbing her body against his. Cole dropped to his knees and let her lick his face. "OK, OK, enough pet." He laughed as she slobbered all over his face. "We need to work on getting you back to your human form. I've been thinking about this, and talking to some of the humans that have joined the pack. I have some ideas. So let's see what we can do, huh?"

Dozens of large dogs were lying around the garden in small groups, lazily sunbathing. The moment I walked in, all the dogs rushed at me as if I were a massive steak, happily rubbing against my chest. In the middle of my confusion, I felt someone pat my butt. I spun around, but there was no one there; only a silver-white Alaskan Malamute sitting behind me, staring with eyes full of possessiveness. "They all really like you. Looks like you'll do just fine taking care of them." The sudden voice startled me. A man in a tailcoat walked over with a polite smile and gave me a small nod. He looked like the owner.

She opened the truck door and the dog dashed out and around to me. His behavior was clearly draining for her. I snapped my fingers and pushed out to the dog again, ‘calm down.’ He promptly dropped to a sit position and rolled out his pink tongue. Her eyes grew wider watching the effect I had on the dog. She had no idea that Nick and I are werewolves. That’s a relief. She introduced us, “Dingo, this is Biscuit. Biscuit this is Dingo.” We both managed a chuckle. And Dane. Dane added. He always had to add something.

But as she's speaking, the dog starts licking her face, its tongue lapping up and down, from chin to forehead. The woman gasps, trying to get the dog to stop, but it won't listen. Finally, she manages to push the dog away, and it retreats, panting and wagging its tail. The woman looks at the agent, and she says, "I'm so sorry. I don't know what's gotten into him." The agent just shakes her head, and says, "I've seen a lot of things in this job, but a licking emotional support animal is a first."

Although he loved pets, he didn't have the time to care for one. The dog barked at him, wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue. It seemed to like Chaylen, which made him smile. "Oh? He likes me," Chaylen noticed. "Gosh. Do even dogs fall in love with my face?" "My dog ​​is a boy," answered the woman who suddenly appeared. Chaylen lowered his hand and looked at the beautiful woman familiar to him. 'Where did I see her?' "I'm sorry. I'll get rid of Recca right away," the woman apologised. She pulled Recca's collar out of the way. When their eyes met again, the woman also recognised Chaylen. "Oh? You're the guy from before, aren't you?"

Then they passed by a gated house and saw a teenage boy playing ball with his pet purebred dog, a Golden Retriever. Polly stopped right in front. He was amazed at the sight. The human and the dog were so happy playing with each other. The dog looked at his human like he was the most precious thing on earth and “What was that look I am seeing on that boy’s face?” were exactly his thoughts.