Double Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

Whatever they were working on for the police was second to what they were working on for the family. “We need to show them that no one is above the code ... send a message to the Veronese and other families. Lombardo is back, stronger than ever. They need to fear us ... that’s the only way to stay in power. These people have no mercy ... you have to prove yourself worthy to get in ... the sooner, the better,” Joey said into his ear. Even as they walk on the open road, it still feels like eyes and ears are all around spying on them. Joey led them to the underground pass, where shops lined the railway. They walked ten minutes under there before they spotted a skinny, tattooed guy dressed like

Pure darkness. Then the shadows screamed. The sound echoed through the tunnel. Then the rest attacked. Fast. Far too fast. Then Walter swung a broken piece of stone. Smashing one of the copies. It exploded into black smoke. Then Ava grabbed Peanut. Protecting her. The puppies barked furiously. Even tiny Cookie launched himself at one of the creatures. God. That puppy had absolutely no survival instincts. Fair. None whatsoever. Reasonable honestly. Then the copy kicked toward him. Before it could connect—

"Babe, let the mother-to-be have some air! You want to see those pups when they are born, right?" I sheepishly smiled at Paulette's laughing face. "Sorry." Rollings growled lowly, which earned him a warning growl from my mate. I watched as Paulette crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Rollings. He actually looked down in shame as she scolded him. "If you EVER growl at my best friend again, I will not allow you to touch me for a full month! 30 days do you get that, mister?!" She then winked at me. "Besides SHE is our Luna, she out ranks us!"

Patrick panted and gasped as if he’d done something physically taxing. “Did it work?” Clare asked, equally breathless, as she ran up to the foot of the stairs, the two-by-four trailing behind her like some kind of bizarre security blanket. Patrick held a finger to his lips and returned his ear to the door. The Doberman continuing snarling and scratching at the wood for several more moments, but then it seemed to back away, growling deep in its chest, then quieted as the sound of lapping and crunching reached Patrick’s ears, a sound sweeter than a newborn baby’s cry or hearing “I love you” whispered softly in the ear at the height of passion.

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

I just stared at him in fear. A few hours later, I found out what Alex meant by entertainment. I had never been so humiliated in my life. Alex had a leash around my neck and made me walk on all fours like a dog. Alex " Who's your pet?" Cynthia asked me, looking at the rogue I had on a leash. "Everyone, meet Sam the 'puppy'. This is punishment for ruining my clothes," I joked, and we all began to laugh. I hoped the rogue would run away after this.

So, believe it or not, I actually enjoy patrols. Training, no. Patrols, yes. Training means working on strengths and skills I don’t really have; I’d even go as far as calling myself a pacifist. I just don’t like violence and prefer to avoid it at all costs, even if it’s to defend myself. Defending Jennifer on the other hand is a different matter, and now that she’s carrying our pup, I do want to be able to protect them from anything. Patrols are different though. Everyone eighteen and over is required to do patrol shifts. This is so everyone contributes to protecting the pack. It’s not a hard job. You just spend a few hours in a designated section of the pack border trotting up and down in w

“I did nothi-ing, h-hik, I-I forgot everything and was locked up in some shallow space all decorated with stones. After everything their ancestor did to me, a beautiful prison is what they built as an apology! A BEAUTIFUL PRISON! “All I knew was that I had to sit there all day eating and doing nothing, only escaping once in a while, and even if I was being used I had to as it was my only entertainment. Even until I was branded, all I regretted was how no one came anymore until… he came. “He knew what I wanted, he promised to humor me if I followed him and I did… hik, then I meet you… hik… I can’t even tell you how much I like you waahhh!!!” Childish and high-pitched like a little girl’s, Paw

The Forest Paw wolves have earned the training day cut short. “Tomorrow, Lease, Dominic, Miles, and Christian will train the Forest Paw wolves. I want to take Scarlet and train her one-on-one.” I call out above the happy crowd of wolves, getting an excited grin from Scarlet and a yes ma’am from everyone else. It felt nice being as one in a group of wolves working towards the same goal, the goal of becoming stronger. I was proud of Forest Paw, even though I was no longer one of them.

The animal was yet to rise on its feet, and I knew it would take a lot of space. Willy pinched his chin as he thought. "I cannot confirm now if he's a wolf or a Siberian breed, but we put nothing in the papers for now. This is the first time I saw this massive animal in this town. It's approximately 7 feet and between 200 to 250 pounds. We've reached out with the PAW to decide what to do with him." I choked at the sudden lump in my throat. I stepped back and took Anya with me.