Muddy Paws Book Novels & Stories

says Maliyah. Before we know it, we are standing on all fours with paws instead of claws. I have a beautiful black coat just as Leila had, though we are much bigger than the average wolf. Even bigger than dad as an alpha. I shake out my fur and stretch, trying to get use to this new body. “Wanna see how fast we are,” I ask Maliyah.

A turd is a turd, and I’d rather not get up close and personal. “Looks pretty fresh, in the last couple of hours,” Javed says, and Lucy nods in agreement. I take a complete backseat, since I’m utterly exhausted anyhow. I watch Javed show her how to read the prints in the dirt and follow them. She hangs on his every word and it thrills me to no end that she has him to teach her. Having someone from the pack wouldn’t at all be the same. As if he heard me, a dark brown wolf with white boots appears. I know it’s Matthew’s wolf Benton, he’d more than shown himself to me several times.

I say, continuing to scratch his scalp softly with my nails but resting my head against his and closing my eyes, concentrating on our wolves. Slowly, Luca’s wolf gets to his feet and my wolf peers curiously at him as he stumbles a few steps, like he hasn’t gotten up in a long time, and then shakes himself. My wolf steps back a bit, surprised to see that he’s…he’s covered in mud, or whatever the equivalent of that in Luca’s soul is. She steps forward, sniffing, giving him a little nudge.

Curious, Olivia followed his gaze and gasped softly, her heart dropping at the sight. Nestled near a small cluster of bushes, nearly hidden among the leaves and twigs, was a tiny, trembling puppy. Its fur was a matted mess, and its small paw appeared to be caught painfully in the tangles of underbrush. The poor creature was whimpering softly, its cries echoing the heart-wrenching distress in its eyes, which glimmered with fear and longing for help. The sight tugged at Olivia’s heart, urging her to act as Sebastian’s expression shifted from calm to concern.

His ears were huge, his paws slightly too big for his legs, and he barreled toward Pockets with uncontainable joy. Pockets let out a bark that sounded like delight, and finally, the puppy chaos commenced. They tumbled over each other in the snow, yipping, wriggling, and doing full-body wags while Tinkerbell watched anxiously. Zeus pretended he wasn’t absolutely beaming with parental pride. Alan stepped back to give them room, and I stood with Makayla, leaning into her as we watched our little fur monster reunite with his bloodline. “This is perfect,” I said, my cheek pressed to her shoulder.

He teases me mercilessly, running his paws along my slick folds without delving deeper. "Please, Zander," I moan, my hips bucking against his paws. "I need you inside me." Zander growls again, his claws gently parting my folds. He runs a single digit along my wet heat, gathering my arousal before bringing it to his mouth for a taste. He licks his paw clean, his eyes glinting with hunger.

‘Wanda come to my howl I found barrels they are full of purple liquid, help me move them to the dirt! Moving one the liquid hit my back paw, and I started jumping. It hurt! It burns! My paw was up as I ran to the deepest side of the river. Put it out! Put it out! Put it out! Inside the water the burn felt but starting to wear of slowly. Do the other barrels hurt like that too? Swimming up I get on the edge to rinse my fur but my paw hurt when I put on the ground. “Cosmo what happened I barked to know where you are and you were swimming?”

He touched my cheek with his palm and I flinched back trying to avoid his touch. My body was protesting me not to move ,as with each movement came a new wave of pain... "But don't worry!! This beauty will no longer remain ,I 'll make sure to ruin it with my own hands .." Just then heavy footsteps were heard from behind Nearl 30 wolves surrounded me The blonde stood up and turned around to address someone "Your highness we have the queen of rogues unguarded and helpless lying at our feet..!" Just then I felt his aura Dominating and powerful than ever

When the door opened again a month later, the Alpha who had once been so high-spirited now had completely white hair. … Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in neutral territory, I welcomed my new life. I cut my long hair short and changed into practical training clothes. With my Gamma warrior skills, I quickly established a foothold in this place where the strong were respected. I used my own fists to carve out a peaceful haven for myself and my unborn pup. When the residents of neutral territory learned that I was with pup, everyone who usually seemed rough and unrefined all showed me genuine kindness. One day, someone would bring freshly made muffins; the next day, someone else would bring

But today, I was determined to win them over. I gathered the pups in the clearing, their curious eyes following my every move. The clearing was a sun-dappled expanse of grass and wildflowers, surrounded by towering trees that whispered secrets in the breeze. The youngest pup, barely able to toddle, clung to the hand of an older sibling, while the eldest stood with their arms crossed, a curious eyebrow raised. Their expressions were a mix of boredom, curiosity, and suspicion, a challenge I was eager to tackle.