Novel & Cerita Interactive Paw Patrol

Sitting on the soft carpet on the floor, Exequiel let his back touch the ground. "Hah, that was wild." He laughed while catching his breath. On the other hand,. Scott didn't have any choice but to wear white pajamas with black dots that resembled a Dalmatian dog. To summarize it, Patrish is the panda, Hera is the tiger, Kianna is the sheep, Scott is the dog, Warren is the fox, Kyler is the bunny, and lastly, Exequiel is the green dinosaur. "Who came up with this lame idea?"

I sternly said and they laughed which made me annoyed more. "A puppy always follows his owner. That's why you shouldn't drive him away. Right, Patry?" I heard Manager Zee tease and I was surprised to hear Patry bark. A puppy, indeed.

I can almost taste his bubbling energy and will to keep going, the restless aggression because today did not end in a fight. As my Luna commands… Colton lowers his head towards me so his nose almost touches one of his paws in a mock bow, humor to lighten the mood, and then via the link I listen to him recall the ones we are patrolling with and tell them to return to home perimeter. No one argues. Just agreement and the noise of rustling as they begin to turn back and head home. An atmosphere of both relief and disappointment coming in mixed vibes. They are all too used to this ongoing battle and bloodshed it seems.

he shrugged nonchalantly. "Was that an apology?" Ashley leaned over to ask Suzanne in a whisper. Suzanne gave her a low chuckle as she shrugged. "I suppose," she muttered. Andrew cleared his throat. "Alright, down to business," he started. They all looked at him. "This is our first mission as E-rank, and no matter how lowly it seems, we must not take it for granted. The documents you're all holding states that Patches is a Golden Retriever, brown coated, with a pink bow and a similar color of collar," Andrew said as he switched on his laptop. He got pictures of how Patches looked like from the various pictures Mrs Paulina had posted online.

I couldn't risk being slapped again, my face already ached from the ones I'd gotten last night. “I will not repeat myself,’” he muttered, his voice low. Dangerous. It made my skin crawl. Then I lifted my head slowly. I met his eyes yet again. This time, I didn't flinch, I didn't cower. I just stared at him dead in the eye, yet, one could see the quiver of my shackled hands against the cold metal. The cold seemed to have multiplied, making me shiver. My nipples hardened, poking through my dress as though begging to be released. I saw his eyes move, particularly resting onto my breasts for a fleeting second.

Waylon continued to whisper sweet, encouraging words to me as I embraced the pain. "You're doing great, pussy cat. Keep going. Show us your wolf. We've been waiting to meet her for so long. You can do it... yes, that's my girl. Patrick's wolf is watching you so intently. He can't wait to chase your wolf, play with her and mate with her. You're his baby girl and my pussy cat. I know you can do this. We're so proud of you..."

Ethan The forest welcomes me, a familiar embrace of pine and earth as my paws dig into the soft ground. Around me, five of my strongest pack members run in formation—their silver and dark-furred bodies weaving between trees with practiced ease. I lead them on the border patrol, my senses heightened in this form, alert to any sign of intrusion into our territory. My wolf revels in the simple joy of the run, the temporary freedom from human worries.

POV: AARON My paws struck the water formed by the fine drizzle that soaked my fur, the sound muffled by the steady rhythm of my steps on the drenched ground. The cold tried to seep in, but it couldn’t penetrate the thick Lupine coat that protected me. The longing and desperate need to see my pup burned in my chest, a flame nothing could extinguish. Rigan was alive. I released a howl to the sky, a burst of pure happiness that echoed through the forest, reverberating among the tall, shadowed trees.

Anyone but me. And when they beheld me, by the choker of silver crescent moon on my neck, they knew I am his Pet—an actual title in this pack, and the pack to where I came from, that was reserved only to one person. I am an Alpha’s Pet. Alpha Cain’s very wild Pet.

"Back off! " Joy was woken by the sound of shouting from a girl far away. Baby was already awakened, stood up, stretched his limbs, opened his mouth and licked the tip of his nose with his tongue. He was gently patting her left hand with his claw. Then he jumped up and ran into the direction where the noise came from. Joy picked up her package on the ground and began to follow Baby’s footsteps immediately. Joy ran close to see that a huge vulture was constantly attacking a palm-sized dog in front of a camphor tree which was dozens of meters high, and a girl about her age was protecting the dog using her power shield against the vulture laboriously.