Kitty Softpaws Human Novels & Stories

As the man regained his footing, Katrina pounced on him. She sank her teeth into his leg and tore, tearing through the flesh and muscle. Blood splattered everywhere, coating her muzzle and staining her fur. The man screeched in agony and struggled, trying to dislodge her paws from his calf. Katrina snapped her teeth even harder at his leg. Suddenly, the pressure released from his thigh and he fell to the ground, clutching at his injury. Katrina let him go and watched him collapse with satisfaction.

They have ideas and Sophia's mom has put in her two cents too. The pack we are currently meeting with is the Silenttooth Canines. Their Alpha is actually a single female, Deashonda. In her human form her skin is a deep caramel color and her eyes are brown. I have yet to see her in her wolf form. I don't know how she's single, this woman can carry herself though.

"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."

"Pet, don't make me ask twice. You won't like it." The words were out of my mouth before I can help it. Where did that come from? My dick. It officially thought it was in charge. Bad dick. “I am NOT a pet,” she scowls back at me, but it’s like a little cub trying to do a big bad roar, and her voice sounds just as sweet as she looks and smells. She stands still while I look at her, waiting for her to give in and follow my command, and she does, with her own little flair of false bravado.

“I did nothi-ing, h-hik, I-I forgot everything and was locked up in some shallow space all decorated with stones. After everything their ancestor did to me, a beautiful prison is what they built as an apology! A BEAUTIFUL PRISON! “All I knew was that I had to sit there all day eating and doing nothing, only escaping once in a while, and even if I was being used I had to as it was my only entertainment. Even until I was branded, all I regretted was how no one came anymore until… he came. “He knew what I wanted, he promised to humor me if I followed him and I did… hik, then I meet you… hik… I can’t even tell you how much I like you waahhh!!!” Childish and high-pitched like a little girl’s, Paw

She couldn't help but look at them. He gave her an amused smile. "I'm mean?" Hesitantly, she nodded. "It's who I am, little kitten." Daisy scrunched her nose at the new nickname. "Don't like it?" He asked, refering to the name. She shook her head in response. "You're like a kitten. You jump at loud noises and your claws come out...occasionally." "I like puppies more than kittens." She said, not responding to his teasing smile.

And just like that, the wolf was back and in full control. She stepped out of the shadows in front of him. “Hi there,” her voice was low, husky, and full of hunger. “I don’t suppose you’d be interested in giving me a ride.”

Tom said as he backed away, but just as his back hit the door, I called out to him. “No! You’re not going anywhere until you run the test again and clear this mess up,” I insisted, but he shook his head and opened the door. He was just about to step outside when he bumped into a large, intimidating man standing right at the door, glaring down at him. The man shoved him aside roughly, slamming Tom’s head against the doorpost, and he crumbled to the floor. The large man stormed into the room, and as soon as he entered, I noticed the changing color of his eyes—I knew instantly he wasn’t human. He was just like me, a wolf.