Interactive Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

Patricks wolf was a darker shade of grey, three of his paws were white and the fourth was black, it was a rarity for a wolf to have more than three colors but all the men in Patricks' family had that genetic trade. His wolf was fast and strong, other than me Patrick was the strongest warrior in this pack. ‘You keeping up okay?’ I gloated through the mind-link. ‘Look behind you' I turned my head and looked behind me as I saw him soaring over me before landing with his front paws on Edon's back. ‘You’re getting better’ ‘You slowed down’ I smirked and continued running. I looked to my side only to see an Amber-colored wolf running beside us on the other side of some trees.

Patrina looked up at him in disbelief, “What did you say? Why would I pretend to be your dog?” "Because you ran away," he replied simply. "Because you cannot be trusted to obey simple instructions to remain where I know you are safe. This, and worse, is how disobedient companions are treated. Your punishment is just beginning." His eyes narrowed. "Now bark." Swallowing the last shreds of her dignity, Patrina emitted a soft, hesitant sound. "Woof." "I can't hear you," Nyxios taunted gently. "Woof!" she managed, louder this time.

“I would like to. My paws are sore from walking for so long on unfamiliar ground.” “Now go back to sleep and we'll start again tomorrow.” Rain watched over the pups until they were peacefully asleep then went back to her nest. I will miss them but at the same time I’ll be happy when they go back home to their parents. Rain thought before she finally fell asleep. When dawn broke, Rain got up and went out to help the hunting patrol as best she could. While Rain was out, William was up to his old tricks again, getting under the adults' paws and wandering off. When they reprimanded him, his only response was that he couldn't help it if he wanted to explore the new area they were in.

It’s size alone told me it was a child but children don’t shift. “You are when I find you!” Aiden growled before cutting the connection. I heard howling in the distance as the patrols rallied. “Man, I’m dead. Ok so what do we do now.” I sighed. “We better have a plan before dad gets here because he is going to kill us.” The pup started to back away at the sound of the patrols. Trying to slink away to a nearby bush. “We won’t hurt you.” Braxton laid down trying to make himself look as small as possible and not intimidating.

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.

"Man, you must have the patience of a saint to teach this idiot. Nice to meet you, Nathan." "Nice to meet you guys," I managed to say, forcing a small, polite smile. While his teammates were busy looking at the menu board above the counter, Maverick stepped a little closer. “What do you want now?” I muttered, glaring at him like an alley cat. “Nothing, just wanted to say you're working hard,” he casually slapped his large hand onto my shoulder and then slid his hand gently down my back. “W-What do you think you're doing?” I stuttered. Was he trying to let everyone know?

Liam pov I was patrolling the outer boundaries of Fireside and Paw pack territories when I caught the scent - vanilla and wildflowers, mixed with the metallic tang of blood. My wolf surged forward instantly, recognizing something vital even before his human mind understood. I found my mate and she was hurt.

"That's Anya. She has friends at school who have cats, and she wants to have a dog. It took a series of tantrums and drama to make her parents agree to this. They're busy with work and afraid they cannot care for the animal. I'm the babysitter." "Oh? You'll be the one to help her then?" I winced and could just shrug. As if I had another choice. "That's Bill, our chihuahua. Isn't he lovely?" the lady brought her finger close to the cage, and the little animal licked it. She encouraged Anya to do the same but the little girl kindly shook her head. I excused myself from Willy to join them. "How is it, Anya? He's adorable. We'll buy him a cage later with Kuya Kaleb."

"Pumpkin! Poochie! Snuggle wuggle time!" They caught the pounding of paws, and in a moment, they tore in through the backyard, tongues lolling and blue eyes shining with enthusiasm. The kids giggled as the animals nearly bowled them over with their rush, wagging tails whipping at a crazy pace and woofing audibly with excitement at getting to cuddle time. "Pumpkin? Poochie? Snuggle wuggles? What the hell, KYOLINE?" ISAAC gritted out. "A such liar, Valentino," she said. "Guard dogs? No way. These two were merely two huge furbabies, and they would not harm a fly. Wasn't that right, her fluffy boys?" she asked as she came down to their level and used that special cooing tone she reserved just fo

It was the beginning of everything. After I’d completed my official patrol of the perimeter, which included barking at two suspicious leaves, marking three separate trees, and breaking up a shady-looking pigeon gathering, I permitted myself to play. There were other dogs in the park. I knew them. Well, most of them. Milo, the golden retriever, has no impulse control. Olive, the rescue mutt, always brought a squeaky toy and never shared it with anyone. And a rotating pack of doodle variations who never stopped moving and probably ran an underground treat exchange.