Human Pets Stories Novels & Stories

And for a moment, I felt the weight of the world ease, just slightly. Later, I walked through the crowd. I spoke to the new wolves, learning their names, their stories. There was a woman whose husband had died on the road, her children clinging to her skirts. There was an old man who had walked alone for weeks, his eyes hollow from the cold. There was a young wolf, barely older than Ella, who had left his pack because they had turned loyalist. He had walked through the snow with nothing but a knife and a hope that the stories were true. I knelt beside him.

My roommate, Jessica Miller, kept a pet dog in our college dormitory. Out of consideration for everyone else, I bought her a crate and told her that letting the dog roam freely would frighten the other residents. She lashed out at me. "Chloe, how selfish can you be? Would you like it if I locked you in a metal cage? I've had him for years. He doesn't hurt people, so stop worrying over nothing." During a dorm inspection, her dog suddenly lunged at the dorm supervisor. I desperately pulled the dog away, but the supervisor was still left covered in wounds. The incident went viral online, yet Jessica claimed that I was the dog's owner. My other roommates were threatened into silence, while

“I didn’t expect… well, someone like you, to know that.” “Oh, I’ve done time on a farm,” Victor said. “One time when I was a kid they told me it was that or juvie. Work-study program they called it. Don’t tell anyone, but I actually enjoyed it. I like animals.” “I like animals too!” Ethan said. “Only Claire won’t let me get a pet.” “Not right now!” I said, laughing. “You can’t have a pet right now. I have enough on my plate keeping all the humans safe and cared for. When our lives calm down we can get a dog or a cat or something, I promise.”

She lerned how to care for all the animals along with caring for her very own horse Ash loves going out on long trail rides. She would go along with some of the other people and go on weekend long camping trips with their horses. They would get everything set up along with a really good camp fire, the ones with the horses would saddle up and head out for a afternoon ride. When they returned, they get the horses some food and water for the rest of the night. Gathering around the fire, they would all roast some hotdogs while listening to some of the stories the others we're telling. Some were just made up while others were just funny things that happened to them in the past. There is this one

The small pout made Richard chuckle as he ruffled the youngest pup’s hair and held his hand to get his teeth brushed. Nine was their curfew, and the three pups were tucked into their cots by Richard, who decided to tell them a story from long ago before they slept. It was only during bedtime that all three pups became docile. They loved hearing stories about the ancient wolves that Richard told compared to the glorious battles Ambrose liked to tell. The stories about meeting someone’s fated mate and falling in love with a human Luna often brought smiles to the pup’s face. The idea of having a mother weighed heavily on their minds, even if they didn’t express it outwardly.

I listened to Stanlay's disturbing stories. Her voice trembled, and tears flowed like a river from her beautiful eyes. My heart broke because of her, I couldn't understand why my precious friend had to go through all that pain and suffering living among people. Our species can live with humans, but puppies need to be raised in a pack to grow strong and healthy. What makes us different, our special traits, can seem like a mental illness to people.

I was utterly taken aback by his words. “What do you mean by that?” Coal growled. “Our laws are different…than what you may be used to,” Aatos hedged. I was starting to get a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. “Why is it not conducive to humans and wolves?” Aatos maintained eye contact with me. “Humans are considered pets…with no rights. They require a master or mistress for protection.” “Pets,” I repeated under my breath, remembering he’d called me pet a few times. “Do you own pets?”

She said to me, I felt sad for her. "Tell me it was to keep you as a pet." I said to her even though I was already guessing what the answer would be. "I wish it was so, Clara. But sadly, the humans took me for my fur and meat." She said sadly. "Pregnancy and all?" I asked her. "Yes. Pregnancy and all." She said, It was enough to get me silent as I became solemn. This was a really sad tale my wolf was telling me at this point. I was beginning to wonder what she must have been feeling or how she was feeling towards the humans.

ADAMS POV: “Please”her small body trembling against my hold. I've never seen anything or anyone more beautiful as my pet.Tears begin to feel her eyes,they're gorgeous. “You should have known the consequences before embarking on your stupid plan”I moved my hand around her neck, restricting air. I roughly released her neck. “I..I..I am sorry..”she stuttered. Mustering all the energy she could,Lisa pushed me and tried to run to the door.

she hesitated, "Out of all the normal, healthy, easy-to-take-care-of pets, you chose the one that was wounded, stained with her own blood, and known for being difficult to handle." 30 That's not exactly how I would have explained her... 60 Regardless, turned my body so that I was laying on my back, allowing Khloe to lay on my chest. 80 "I was wondering when you were finally going to ask that question," I told her. 14 "Really?" She asked. 6 I nodded. Most all pets do ask that, but my previous pets have never had this much of an effect on me. 7 "Yup, but ill tell you that story after you tell me why your family decided to leave the town."