Marshall Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

Since she's not a fan of this kind of environment, it look oddly strange to her, she wouldn't stop looking around the place like a lost puppy till Leo nudged her. "Mr Wood, I thought you wouldn't make it to my party but you came, and with a pretty lady at that" Mr Doritos said as he walk up to the duo while Leo faked a smile, he wouldn't be here if he his father didn't persuade him into coming here the last time they spoke. This old man's party is not the type of party he attends because there wouldn't be any show. Preys will not easily come by. "I didn't know I could make it too" He replied, the smile he is trying hard to keep on his face fell when he saw the old sleaze checking out Isabell

Without thinking about his actions he held her hand tight and pulled her to his chest, hugging her tight as she finally cried. “Do- Domi-nic Hale’s grandfather was a hunter.” Skye started while hiccupping and sobbing, whilst clutching onto the Alpha and Hakan felt his whole body freeze and his blood run cold when he heard the words following her sentence, “a Legacy Wolf hunter.”

"I'll take good care of you and your pup." I sat up fast and grabbed her hand mid-reach. "Martha, didn't your two pups go train on Nightmaw Mountain last month? Still not back, right? Pretty dangerous terrain. Good thing my pack—Silverlune Pack—patrols that area. But if something DID happen... and the patrol just MISSED it... what then?" She froze. Whole body shaking. Her kids—her one soft spot. I let go, calm again. Lay back. "Let's make a deal."

Allie adjusted her wedding dress and said excitedly, "The wedding is next week. Are you sure you can be my maid of honor?" I thought about it and replied uncertainly, "I'm not sure whether I can take time off." Then I poured out all the strange things happening at work, ending with a sigh. "The Alaskan Malamute I take care of seems off somehow. Do you think I should take him to a vet?" At some point, Allie stopped what she was doing and stared at me blankly. "Kelsey, what kind of job did you just say you were doing?" "I'm a pet sitter. You told me to apply for it at the pet shop. Don't you remember?" I said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“She killed him! I swear she did!” “Your mom was banished because of you!” “You’re responsible!” “Your father hates you!” “I, Logan Paulo, reject you, Martha Howard, as my mate!” The words kept resounding, slicing through my mind until my head spun. I gripped a nearby table for support, my breaths coming out in ragged gasps. I hate them and most importantly my wolf. It was never there when I needed it, only surfacing during moments of danger before receding again, leaving me more broken than before.

My breath hitched. White Paw had been a small pack with barely a city block of territory. That territory, though, was adjacent to both the Crescent Moon and Lunar Crater packs, who were much larger and notoriously competitive against each other. I’d been in the midst of wedding planning at the time that everything happened, but that didn’t mean I didn’t remember the headlines.

Their pajamas are drenched in flour, cake mix, and frosting. Lionel eyes them critically. He raises a dark eyebrow. I shrug. “I see…do you think a power washer will work on getting the gunk off of them?” He mummers. Amusement lurking at the corners of his face. Laughter bubbles in my chest. “The water hose would probably work. Or a dunk in the pool.” He chuckles. “I’m sure they would love that. Patti is practically a mermaid.” Vera and Patti had been recently introduced to more kid movies. Playing mermaids became Patti’s favorite game. Vera…not so much.

As I lace up my running shoes, the call of the pack territory beckons, and I run to make sure the patrol is in place. I am Xander Coleman, the Alpha of the Black Moon Pack, a pack renowned for its size and strength, standing as one of the largest in the country. At the young age of 20, I stepped into my father’s shoes, taking on the responsibility of leading this pack. With over 5560 wolves under our banner and growing, the challenges are both invigorating and unrelenting. Growing up in this expansive pack, I gained insight into the complexities my father faced as its leader.

Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it. Unexpectedly, one jumped behind Lily, it opened its mouth full of long, pointed fangs, drooling at Lily. She screamed in despair, reaching out her right hand towards the beast. Suddenly, a beam of light from the red crescent-shaped birthmark in the center of Lily's right palm hit the beast. Both animals were immediately drawn to the roadside stand of two stone statues. Neither Lily nor Elias understood what was happening. Lily's body seemed to exude that power, so she lost her strength and fainted. Elias whirled around, taking her in his big palm.

I've ordered completer silence about it until they come home. Now onto the rest of the gang. Micah and Shelby had three more pups after little Marshall bringing their total to eight pups. Dorian is now 18 and able to find his mate, Nelly or Nell as she likes to be called now, is 16 and is in warrior training. The twins, Aaron & Ariel, are 13 now and are good trackers. 10 year old Marshall is already showing signs that he will be the next Gamma so he's become Micah's shadow. Eight year old Shane is an omega and he loves the garden. He's always out there. Then there's the six year old twins, McKenna and Shay. McKenna is Shelby's mini me not only in looks but in personality too. Shay is quiet a