Muddy Paws Book Novels & Stories

I am scared. I looked at the mud and decided to wipe it. I will clean it before my mother and Nana Salve wake up because I didn't want them to see the mess that I didn’t make inside my room. I went out to get a mop in the kitchen. When I hear Wolfie bark again but this time he is not barking at me. He is barking at something in the living room. I stopped wetting the mop that I will use to clean the mud inside my room when I heard a whisper in my ear. “Who is the murderer now?”

I might've not been an official member of this pack, but I would defend it as my own. Nicki, Dustin, Tyra, and Kris had also shifted, leaping into action as soon as their paws hit the earth. I charged at the nearest rogue. The rogue was the color of gravel, a deep shade of grey. Its murderous eyes were locked on a child no older than nine, its tongue lapping at its bloody muzzle. I slammed into its body with enough force to rattle my brain. The rogue writhed around me, teeth snapping as it tried to get a hold around my neck. I was faster, sinking my teeth into its skin with a sickening crunch. I tossed the wolf aside and turned towards the trembling child, nudging it with my nose, silently p

I yell out and everyone scatters. Women are grabbing their pups, the elderly are moving as fast as they can and some of the pups are crying. I hear the Alpha's, Beta and Micah loudly growl as they shift and run in separate directions to the borders with groups of warriors behind them. I start making my way around the pack making sure there's no stragglers. I walk to the edge listening for anything and it's dead quiet, almost too quiet. I turn around and start heading back when I hear whimpering of at least one pup. I look in the shed and see 4 pups huddled together scared to death "hey shhh it's okay but you gotta be quiet" I tell them as I walk in the shed, shutting and locking the door be

Instinctively, I raised my arms to shield myself, but Meadow forced herself out without warning, his claws scratched Meadow's left paws. “She had grown, she now has a wolf, Alpha Hazel little girl had a wolf…” the leader growled, my head spun, they knew me? Or did I hear it wrong? Where did they mistake me for another? So many thoughts rush through my head but now is not the time to want to think, the wolf's paws thudded on the floor and then he lunged himself towards us again but Meadow dodged his attack, she slapped him with her left paw, leaving a big tear on his face.

I've gotten too used to not locking the door since I live with these two. Mudi slowly approached the terrified Holland. He's trembling. "He won't hurt you." I spoke softly. "How are you sure it won't eat me? It's a wolf! It's so big!" "That's Mudi." "What?" He sat properly trying to calm down. Mudi put his paw onto Holland's thigh. He flinched but remained calm. "What do you mean?" He stared at the big paw on his thigh. He slowly put his hand onto the paw.

she said and waited for her to nod before walking back out the door in search of her hunter. When Lila found Moxie he was covered in children, and they were all covered in mud, she began laughing and the swamp wolf looked up at her with a smirk, “good to see you laugh Beta,” he began and Lila smiled at him warmly. “I think maybe we should show them the creek so you and I can talk,” she suggested, and Moxie nodded almost sullenly. The swamp wolf let a sharp whistle cut through the air, “mount up runts, to the crick,” he yelled and Lila laughed with her entire belly as one by one each muddy pup climbed from the goopy pit and followed Moxie further into the trees. The swamp wolf ran and jumped

She tidied up the displays and straightened the shelves, humming softly to herself. Almost immediately after Marcus left, a little boy with a mop of unruly brown hair skipped up to the counter. A gap-toothed grin spread across his face as he held up a book cover depicting a group of dogs dressed in musketeer attire. "Excuse me, miss," he chirped, his voice brimming with excitement, "Do you have the newest Canine Musketeers book?" Lila smiled warmly. "The Canine Musketeers, eh? Excellent taste! Let's see if we can find it for you."

The clearing, bathed in the moon's benevolent light, became a sanctuary for shared truths and unspoken understanding. As Maximus and Georgia continued their moonlit conversation, a rustle in the underbrush captured their attention. The moon, casting its glow upon the clearing, revealed a small, fluffy figure emerging from the shadows. A wolf pup, its fur a mix of silver and obsidian, stumbled into the moonlit space with an endearing clumsiness. Maximus and Georgia exchanged surprised glances, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected visitor. The pup, sensing their presence, tilted its head and regarded them with bright, inquisitive eyes that seemed to hold a wisdom far beyond its youthful ap

"Good Good! Where are you" I sang my eyes roving around for a particular puppy. I was immersed in a book earlier when suddenly, I felt a soft nudge on my foot. Looking down, I discovered the cutest puppy I've ever seen. The tiny ball of fur nestled at my feet, peering up at me with curious eyes. The pretty little thing had warmed my heart and I scooped it up into my arms, the book long forgotten.

It was deep and menacing, filled with a sense of fury and annoyance, and that made me feel uneasy. Melinda glanced at me, and I also looked into her eyes. I knew she was not going to snitch on me, so I had to tell Malik what he wanted to hear. I had reached my breaking point, with nowhere left to hide and nothing left to do, but to spill what might be the last statement I’ll ever make. I swallowed hard, and I said with trembling, “Alpha Malik, the pups, our pups, are tawny pups. They have strands of tawny hair, tawny eyes, and...”