Mighty Pup Marshall Novels & Stories

She and I need to have a sit down about it. I say goodnight to Mrs. Taylor and head back to the packhouse. I see Dan and the older warrior named Marshall following at a discrete distance. Maddie explained how Marshall had been part of her security team when she first moved to Tyson’s pack. He moved with her when she took over here, but he moved away to be a temp-beta at another pack when he was needed. He and his mate have now moved back here again, and he requested to be on my personal security detail when I came back.

" I slid the coin pendant of my neck chain-the one I never took off-back and forth. "I think you earn your bread by making women feel special and good, and Klaus is in a position of vulnerability," Pete shot back, upturned brown eyes, identical to his sister's, zinging threateningly. "And I think that she can't handle another heartbreak after what happened with Tucker." "Gonna be business as usual. Just gotta seal this deal with Bruce Marshall. And he still lives in the Middle Ages or something." Marshall and his wife, a G****e search told me, had five kids, ten grandkids, and an entire orphanage they were supporting.

For protecting her enemy who should have been dead right now if not for his interference. Marshall gave a deep sigh as he used his hands to snap his neck. Instead of falling to the ground, his head hung in a weird position a second before it snapped back to the right position. His face had completely changed and he looked like a monster right now with his fangs that were longer than usual, bloody red eyes, and ears that had taken on a rabbit shape. They looked long, sharp and as if they could cut through anything. Marshall separated his legs and gave a loud roar that echoed loudly and shook the ground of the pack house.