Life As A Dog Man Owner Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Salem said, "Before I shapeshifted, Lisa and I lived on the streets. A gang nearly took me. She rushed over and hugged me tight, crying out loud to draw attention. That's why they reluctantly left me be and ran. She's my savior. "Yes, you're my owner, but she saved my life. I didn't dare accept your kindness because Lisa dislikes you. That time in the tent, I truly thought it was you. I hoped it was you. But when I opened my eyes and saw her, I felt lost.

replied Leo as he hurriedly hobbled off. Having nothing better to do, the officers began looking around… and after deducting that there was nothing suspicious about the place, they turned to look at the old man before asking, “So, you live here on your own?” Nodding in response, the man replied, “Just me, and… my dog. It’s in the cowshed!” He had almost mentioned Xavia’s name, but thankfully, he managed to realize his mistake in time! The officers themselves didn’t really care about a dog. With that, one of them muttered, “This place seems to be clear… we should hurry to another home as soon as Leo shows us his book.”

“Bullshit reasoning! I pay to keep a dog, not to let it boss me around or get myself mauled. There’s no ‘logic’ here—if a dog bites people, it’s wrong. Period!” Xena was momentarily speechless. “You…!” She quickly regained her composure and snapped back. “Don’t change the subject! I’m streaming today because Kate Lincoln abused her dog. I’ve seen that dog myself—it’s the sweetest thing!” “Hahaha!” Dogman suddenly burst into laughter, leaving the livestream chat flooded with question marks. After his laughter subsided, he said mockingly. “Sweet? Folks, don’t let this chick fool you. I’m Dogman—I’ve never taken in a so-called ‘sweet’ dog.

’ I really don’t understand people, I mean how could anyone have the heart to abandon this cute little creature? I patted it head and it somewhat seemed quite fond of me. I don’t see anyone here, and it is impossible for it to have its owner somewhere here as my neighbours here are weird, plus the fact that I never heard any kind of barking noises from their rooms. I should ask the person whose room was beside the box. I knocked at the door. No response. I knocked again. Again no one came. I knocked a little louder and this time the door opened. The person popped his head out of the space between the frame and the door. He looked a man in his late 20’s and I don’t think he is employed. I’m n

Couldn't he have—I don't know—talked to me about this first? I shake my head in disbelief. How did I get here? In the middle of some remote forest with a shapeshifting man-dog? Oh god, I’m going to die today, aren’t I? I just came to the States for work, dammit! The dog’s tail sweeps through a pile of dead leaves. He yawns with a soft whine and lies down, crawling a little closer. He actually looks... cute, like he wants to play. But that’s no puppy.

I glare at him, not about to forgive him for trying to talk to me, and there's nothing beautiful about the weather; it's not even summertime. "It would be—if some psychopath just didn't try to talk to me." The man laughs in amusement. "I'm a half-human half-dog, love, which means stupid, trivial human conventions do not bind me. I eat whoever is smaller than me, but it seems I've met my match. Are you by any chance single?" What? Half dog? Is this man high with drugs or cannabis? He can't be serious. I narrow my eyes, disgusted by his arrogance. "Even if I were, I would never date a man who is a complete stranger."

"My friend only asked me to look after this today. He’ll get this later.” Terban sighed in relief. He walked forward but the dog ran toward him. “F*ck!” Terban shouted, he stepped back. At the same time, the door pushed inwardly and it hit Terban’s butt. “Ohh!” Terban fell on the ground, flat with his face. “I didn’t know there’s a person here,” Chaylen, who opened the door said. As for Terban, he was on the ground with his hands on the floor supporting his weight. And when he lifted his head, the dog licked his face.

This person--- is dangerous. Caden heard everything the man said and his aggression slowly receded. When he said 'Sora' he was pertaining to the wounded bird in the ground as he looked at it. He asked his junior brothers to treat the wound of his familiar but not his wounds, which meant he hold importance to the beast. He realized, this person is the owner, while the people around him are his junior brothers under the same clan. Of course, his junior brothers will care more about his health than the beast. After all, he was their respected senior. Caden's reason come back and he quietly lay in his owner's embrace. His owner rubbed his body softly, making him purr. "If you don't mind me askin

And they could still be lurking around, probably waiting to wage war with them again. "I say, let me have a walk first," Manu decided to have a walk around the city first. It's also like a routine check around the place he ruled. He was the Alpha. But he forbade the overly respect he gets whenever he tried to go on a random walk. So, when he was out like that, he did not find himself being bowed to or curtsied to by his pack members. Manu was looking at a building that was being built to rehouse wolves whose current residences would be affected by their latest livelihood development, when his phone in his pocket rang.

Panting. I couldn’t take my eyes off those luminous eyes. Wild and tauntingly mesmerizing. And because I was sure as hell, they were the dog’s eyes. His seemingly soft hair reached past his shoulders, the same color as the dog’s. I closed my eyes and shook my head to wipe that image off my head, but once again, my eyes were locked with the man’s eyes. “Oh, fuck it!" I exclaimed, delirious. "No way! Did the dog just turn into a human? What fuckery is this?"