Dogman X Petey Wattpad Novels & Stories

They don’t give a damn about a printed piece of paper with a signature from the higher-ups. As the cops had us pinned against the wall, my eyes stayed on Seth. His face was covered by his thick brown hair, but I knew he was getting irritated. When my brother gets irritated, he’ll shift. “ I’m so happy you two are our first suspects.” Officer Ramirez said with a smirk on his face. “ Seth and Dominic Greyson, the two stray dogs of New Orleans.” When Seth finally looked at me, the way he was looking frightened me a little bit. His eyes were a yellow glow, which came from his wolf trying to come out.

“Bullshit reasoning! I pay to keep a dog, not to let it boss me around or get myself mauled. There’s no ‘logic’ here—if a dog bites people, it’s wrong. Period!” Xena was momentarily speechless. “You…!” She quickly regained her composure and snapped back. “Don’t change the subject! I’m streaming today because Kate Lincoln abused her dog. I’ve seen that dog myself—it’s the sweetest thing!” “Hahaha!” Dogman suddenly burst into laughter, leaving the livestream chat flooded with question marks. After his laughter subsided, he said mockingly. “Sweet? Folks, don’t let this chick fool you. I’m Dogman—I’ve never taken in a so-called ‘sweet’ dog.

Dante smiled and relaxed back in the seat. "So, what's going on between you and your pet?" Valerie asked. Dante looked at him in confusion. "Nothing is going on" he answered. "What do you mean nothing?" he asked. "Nothing is going on" Dante replied. "Don't you find her attractive?" Valerie asked. "of course I do, but I am not going to make her sleep with me just because I bought her, it has to be her choice" Valerie looked at him and shook his head in pity.

Ashton explained. So that’s the story they were going with. Good to know. I’m guessing what’s in the syringe is really Adder’s venom. It makes sense. My pet is no meek girl. She's a fighter through and through. The officer looked at Adder. “Miss, can you tell me what happened?” he asked. Knowing that Adder was playing a part, I decided to do my part, rubbing her back. Okay, so I liked holding her close like this, but this is a show for now. “It’s alright, pet. Go ahead and tell the officer what happened.” I encouraged her.

“That’s the one.” She finally looked up and was almost undone. Fighting the urge to touch the wall of muscles in front of her, she snapped twice at her dog. Teuf grabbed the blue water bottle and ran to her. Celeste held her hand out, and Teuf put the bottle in her hand palm before sitting beside her. “I’ve been hearing about you,” Wyatt said looking at the dog. The dog looked up at him, cocked his head to one side and then rolled over on his back exposing his belly.

He thought for a second, then asked, "What's the dirtiest thing Damien's done to you?" Heat crawled up my neck. Damien was my casual hookup, the guy I'd been seeing on and off for three months—dominant, rough, the kind who left marks I had to cover up. Elliot knew about him, but we'd never talked details. "He tied me up last time. Blindfolded. Made me beg for hours." Elliot's jaw tightened, but he nodded. "Your turn." "Dare." I leaned closer, the wine buzzing in my veins. "Kiss my neck. Like you mean it."

As for 'Pete's Pet Rescue' it's the closest pet store we can get to by foot. Pete Avery the store owner opens the door for us. A motion sensory signals for the bell to go off, as we enter the store. Pete has been smoking on his break again. I can see the ashes resting in his salt and pepper-looking pirate beard. I am pretty sure he was a pirate in his past life, no one can convince me otherwise. "What pet would you like to buy today," Pete asks as his nostril flare? He isn't a nice man, which supports my animal mistreatment theory.

The place was quiet, well, except for the faint sound of Maya’s voice drifting from upstairs—laughing, talking fast on the phone. I needed to pee. Desperately. I walked down the hallway, past the kitchen, looking for a bathroom. First door on the left, that seems promising. I turned the handle and pushed it open without knocking. Wrong door. Fvck wrong door. Maya’s dad was on the leather couch in what looked like a den or home office. Pants shoved down to mid-thigh. Thick cock in his fist. He was stroking hard and slow, head tipped back, jaw tight. The messy wet sound of his hand working over the head filled the room. A bead of precum stretched from the tip and snapped onto his knuckles.

This was just pissing me off even more, so I made him stop talking. “Okay, that's enough. I have heard enough. I don't want to hear anymore. My ears were hurting. Pete was telling me everything that Barry was planning on doing with my mate and with the human females. This man was sick. What I do not know is when he is coming, so I shut Pete up and then asked him. **Note: I have edited the chapter to improve my grammar, punctuation. Please let me know if there are any further modifications needed please.**

I often wondered how my father was able to tame Knight. He said it took years of practice, but my wolf is more stubborn than his. I see Alex more like Kaira, my mother's wolf. She is impulsive to date, no matter how my mother tries to mask it. Kaira is the most impatient wolf I have ever met, followed by Aurora, Aunty Amelia's wolf. I wondered if Onyx was like that, too. Most of the wolves I know aren't tamed; they have just been through so much that they have had to grow up.