Life As A Dog Man Owner Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Opening door number two revealed my way to freedom. I didn’t see anyone in the hall. It was still taking a while for my eyes to adjust to these glaring lights, almost like I was hungover. I wonder if Mr. Bitey, the car creep, had drugged me. Did I overdose? Surely, they made a mistake. Clearly, I’m not dead. Maybe the man drugged me, and it made my heartrate so sluggish that they couldn’t find my pulse. That had to be it. Still, I’d prefer not to be seen. I’d probably terrify someone if they recognized me, and I was afraid they would try to keep me in here. Question me. Run tests. No thank you. I had to go check on my dog and let him outside, he was probably struggling not to pee in the

Blanche noticed that for the first time – Alas' dog can't open his eyes. "If you're wondering, yes he's blind." Alas rubbed the top of his dog head and picked him up. Blanche noticed the care he had for the dog, he gave off vibes that he truly cared for the dog and that it has a special place in his heart. His aura changed into the bright morning sun and as he grin from ear to ear watching the dog enjoy his soft rubs on his belly the ambiance in the room changed to something sunny, either if that's the effect of the morning sun showing its rays from the coffee table, Blanche doesn't need to know, she already found an answer to that. "I found him abandoned on a rainy day, wet and all, I picke

It seems no soul lives here but the lights in all the buildings were on Well that's the bigman life I released the spikes in my shoe and climbed the high walls before jumping in I saw the dogs roaming around Oh oh These dogs are really cruel I shot at the two dogs simultaneously and they groaned in pains Well they are not dead now but won't be able to chase me around I entered his rooms through his window and met him and his family watching TV in his room Oh how sweet I coughed slightly and they turned to look at me and fear gripped them The children already started crying and it kind of stung my heart for the very first time

Turning to Xander, I clung to his body, seeking comfort and protection. “I don’t want to die like this,” I whispered, my voice trembling with fear. His embrace tightened around me, and the memory of our past moments of love flooded our hearts. “I’m sorry,” the owner of the dog apologized, swiftly grabbing their pet by the collar. “It’s okay,” Xander replied calmly, his composure unwavering. “What do you mean, okay? What if your dog has bitten me?” The woman, dressed in a short jogging outfit, avoided my gaze and looked toward Xander. A smile formed on her face as she passed by. Xander’s eyes followed her momentarily before refocusing on me.

Feeling proud of myself, I let the warning be much clearer, added with my eyes reminded the poor dog, “I wasn't really yummy, you don't believe? Well, the last time a mere creatures dare to eat me, it died miserably! You were different, so be a man, hm?” I manage to smile as if a puppy trying to say that I'm hungry. But then he close the distance with me, and I could feel his warmth breath as he whispered that shocked me, “I'm hungry, why not let me eat you, woman? I'll judge if you're yummy,” He clear his throat, softy added, “Well, you sure are yummy when you were in my arms. You wont be hurt, stubborn woman, so let me eat you, hm?”

Good thing she liked things a little rough, because he just couldn't be gentle after listening to Lila and Nathan's first mating. Just as he opened the door to the security area he heard growling and snarling coming from the holding cells at the end of the hall. "What the hell?" He took off running and stopped when he saw the body of the orderly outside the door. It looked like his neck had been broken. He shifted into his wolf form and ran in to join the fight. He saw David, blood all over his body from multiple wounds. The gray wolf was easily besting him, and David wouldn't have much longer without help. Jason jumped onto Paul's back and started biting at his neck. His teeth bit down as d

‘Of course, when I found it… he looked from a wealthy family, he also looks expensive with his pure white fur… of course, he’s not something to be easily abandoned like me…’ Serene couldn’t stop her thoughts, but immediately shook her head. She cleared her throat and looked directly into the man’s eyes. "And what or where is your proof that you're telling the truth?” She asked, she kept her voice as straight as possible. “I saw that dog near the trash, and it was full of wounds. So, your boss hurt that dog?" Serene asked the man seriously. Clever and the man immediately looked at each other and gulped; they knew they were both in trouble. The man was ready to speak when Clever suddenly stopp

The man spent most of his time hiding in his room. If anything, I actively avoided him. “I literally work here.” I said with confidence. She ignored me. “I don’t trust you.” I opened my mouth, then closed it. Because honestly, nothing I said would matter. Pamela had already made up her mind. Max suddenly moved. The golden retriever positioned himself beside me as his body stiffened. Pamela took another step, and a low growl immediately filled the room. Everyone froze, Including me. My eyes widened. “Max?”

“I’m very good at it.” The back door creaked, and a tall man with a wide grin and calloused hands stepped in. “Morning, city boy,” he said, ruffling my hair like I was still twelve. “You snore.” “That’s a lie,” I muttered. “Nope. Sounded like a bear. Ask the dog.” I hadn’t even realized there was a dog until a shaggy golden retriever flopped onto my foot and sighed like we’d been best friends forever. The banter was relentless, ridiculous, and oddly… comforting.

“Then why are you so hesitant to tell me?” Kate looked away from his deep brown eyes that she thought was going to swallow her any minute from now as she thought of an excuse to make. “I was thinking of a pet I had back home” The pet she was talking about was her cute white furry dog, fluffy. Whenever things was hard for her back there at the club, fluffy would always come and comfort her rubbing her head against the length of her legs. This was the first time since she’d escaped that she thought back to that hell hole she’d ran away from. Now that she thought about it, John was so much like fluffy.