Foxface Hunger Games Mutts Novels & Stories

I’m sorry, but I can’t. He shook off the memories as he helped Holly with her luggage. Opening the door, he flipped on the hall light to reveal two excited dogs barking and dancing excitedly in front of them. Matt crouched in front of the canines. “This is Arya, and this is Sansa.” The two mutts—he thought they were part lab, part setter, and part who knew what—wagged their tails so hard they were in danger of falling over. Holly leaned down to pet Arya, who snuffled. “Game of Thrones fan?”

) and bounced away; Finn could feel his contentedness well up inside of him before spilling over into his own emotions, and he let it, let it fill his mind and body. “Disgusting”. Fox grumbled from his spot on the couch, in his usual spot with an arm wrapped around Jax’s shoulders. His partner slapped him on the shoulder lightly, scolding him. “No, wrong, they’re absolutely adorable,” He said, shaking his fists in tiny, excited motions and smiling widely, “you can't tell me they’re not the cutest thing to happen all year.” Fox rolled his eyes. “Don’t be a hypocrite”. Finn added meekly; Fox stared at him with his sharp gaze, the kind of look that Finn had to build up an immunity to.

' How close did they get to the rogues to have secrets and inside jokes? The giddiness exuding from Matt at being referenced as Charity's boyfriend is tangible, as he says "yes," while she says "NO!" Clearly enjoying their responses, Fletcher is about to ask more when a low growl from Xander shuts him up as he backs away and walks around to the passenger side. He climbs into the car, knowing Charity must get the middle seat. Male wolves are huge; there is no way Matt or Fletcher could fit in the space.

Matt had a change to his countenance, but he still asked, “What are you doing here? This is my business, and I will ignore your intruding if you leave right now.” Felix sneered, “Leave? You are trying to kill someone in my pack, and you expect me to leave? I never knew you were this dumb.” Matt clenched his fists and replied, “I'm already giving you face; you better leave if you know what's good for you. You are outnumbered by my men. I am certain you will not be so stupid as to waste your time and life over someone who is not even a native of your pack and might even be a spy.”

"We get to choose what kind of help we would accept. Your help was harmless and more beneficial, but I don't want to owe anyone anything. The one that I have towards the people that I knew is enough." That night, when I thought I am already letting go of the idea of living separately and endure another year with the monsters, I saw how Terren was being scolded...again. How he ate when I gave him some food that I got for my commissions, and how his body shook and ached when he ate it. It wasn't rancid, but I bet, Terren is suffering from an ulcer...All because he was being starved in this house. I closed my eyes and pushed the zipper of the luggage, heaving a sigh as I open my orbs and glance

"Council's gone, the Fortress is burnt down, the packs are organizing themselves. You did it." "We did it." She corrects, then her stomach growls loudly. "And now I'm starving." I laugh, the sound surprising us both. "Doc said you'd be hungry. Come on, let's get you fed." We emerge from the cabin to find the pack gathered around a bonfire. Someone's roasting meat. Others pass around bottles of beer. Emma and Phoenix sit close together, talking quietly. When they see Jolie, the entire pack rises and howls. Jolie blushes, ducking her head. "Stop that."

Changing into some comfy clothes Tris went down with basically her stomach howling ( yes howling not growling! from hunger. After eating breakfast and lunch of like at least 3 people Tris burped making Gigi chuckle ( Werewolf can eat as much as they want all thanks to their wolves who keep them fit , healthy and in shape. Feeling jealous of them already?)

"You’re both so gross!" After saying that, Handsome leaped and appeared in front of Fiona and the Two-Tailed Fox. With a few bites, the pig swallowed the corpses that were split in half. In a short time, Handsome devoured two monsters and a cultivator in a row, and the pig narrowed its eyes with satisfaction.

Sage stands in the garden with several younger wolves behind her, facing down three mutant creatures that barely resemble wolves anymore. Their flesh ripples unnaturally, scales glinting between patches of mangy fur. Their bones crack and reform with every step. But their eyes... their eyes hold intelligence and malice. The mutant wolves move like nothing I've ever encountered - faster than natural wolves but with jerky, wrong movements that make them hard to predict. My claws tear through one's flesh, but it barely seems to notice, its wounds knitting together with sickening speed. Blood matts my midnight fur as I position myself between the creatures and my mate. Every instinct screams to

"You really want to know?' Scarlet broke into a coquettish grin. Chu Xun nodded. "Then you have all the time in that cage to think," said Scarlet, her grin evaporating back into cold anger. "That's why they say 'as sly as a fox', I think. Look at how mercurial you are," Chu Xun commented with genuine interest. "You're the fox here! What a devious schemer!" Violet glared at him. "Wait, I thought you're foxes?" asked Chu Xun. "We're fox mutants. Not ordinary foxes."