Josie The Half Cat Novels & Stories

A slender figure stepped inside, wearing a revealing black dress and her blonde hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail. My heart sank as I recognized her immediately—Josie. Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with a venomous hatred that sent a fresh wave of fear coursing through me. She approached with an uneven stride, Damian Blackwood following close behind. The resemblance to his twin brother was uncanny. Josie’s lips twisted into a cruel smile.

“The half-cat.” Smiling, Jim holds out his hand for Neville to sniff. Deciding Jim isn’t a threat, Neville rubs his face on Jim’s fingers. “I can see why you don’t want to give him up.” “He’s a lover. I wasn’t sure how the other cats would react to him, but they get along fine. The other three are all females and boss this fat guy around.” I walk inside, letting Neville jump out of my arms. “They’re all from the same litter. Someone a few floors down found them in the alley and as soon as I saw them, I couldn’t resist.”

Isadora's POV "Isa!" Josie walks out of her room with a very small skirt, fishunet stockings and tube top on. She dresses like her personality puts out. Sassy, ​​free spirited and crazy as hell. She walks out in front of me with a hand on an extended hip as she posed. "You ready?"

When I am able to look around, I am surprised to see that our small group includes the Alpha. "I will be doing a half shift, so I don't tear another set of clothes. My fur might be prickly," Giulia says lowly, and I look at her to find her staring at me apologetically. I laugh and shake my head. "Yeah. How dare you half-shift to protect me. How dare you prickle my skin with your fur in order for you not to rip the clothes that you have to wear because of me," I say sarcastically, and her mouth drops open a little bit.

And just like that, we were finalists. Me. The half-wolf. The girl they doubted. The girl still standing.

“Great. We should start with the feeding now. Well, Sonia the snake hasn’t been fed and ‘Tiger’ too needs her vaccine. And...” “I’m sorry but is Josiah working here too?” I asked. “He’s someone I know and I’m curious.” “He helps around here but he’s not working here. We are all volunteers. This is something I do in my spare time but Josiah is my body guard.” I wanted to ask more about this but I refrained. Turns out, there wasn’t a tiger but it’s a small kitten with the aggression of a tiger and Jules’s favourite pet here. If she loves it so much, she can just adopt it but no, she leaves it behind.

I said in wonder. “I told you. Not having a mate does not mean that true love is impossible to find” “Yeah, you’re right” I said as I thought about how deeply Joseph loves Sara, and they weren’t even mates. “Joseph is a pure blood right?” “No he is also a half blood, but he has a very strong wolf, just like any pure blood” Another shock passed through me. A half blood beta! That would have been next to impossible in our old pack. Even if he had a strong wolf.

Not that they knew what we were talking about, but that Jack was scolding me for something. “This is Alpha Gracie,” Adam says proudly as he introduces us to his pup. Josie moves around the bed, “Can I hold her?” she asks softly. “I thought you would never ask,” Adam replies. He gently passes the pup to Josie. Josie holds her like she is glass. “She will not break,” Jenna teases as Adam moves to sit beside Jenna. I see tears well up in Josie’s eyes, “I am going to be the best auntie,” Josie says before I interrupt, “Actually I plan to be the best auntie,” I tease before we are both carrying on making everyone laugh.

The bodies, some of which were forty eight hours old, were piled like offerings before a pagan alter. There were at least fifty of them. Blood had seeped down onto the floor. Coaster's best friend, Jane Hopskins, lay on her back. Insects crawled in and out of her mouth. A servo whined. The tech looked up, and there was Davide. The quad looked like what he was - a monster. Some poor slob had spent hours on the huge, glaring eyes, the wide, grinning mouth, and the rows of razor-sharp teeth.