Pakka Pets Novels & Stories

Come on, who is next? Keith wipes away a tear when he sees a homeless dog carrying a box in his mouth, begging for change for his master. Kit makes "pappy eyes" *, persuading Lou and Tom to buy her ... a crocodile on a farm in Louisiana. You see, she finds them "terribly cute." Probably, this was the only time when Louis answered her request - no. What prevented her from buying this crocodile herself - God knows ...

Elijah I arrived at the office with English in tow and greeted the staff. Maria tried to pet English, who very quickly let her know that her advances were unwelcome. I was shocked, to say the least, but then again, look at who his mother is. “Dr. Parker, you probably shouldn’t allow that woman’s dog to come to the office if he is going to be volatile. He could be a liability to the practice,” she sneered. “Um, I’m sorry. Don’t you have a two-week notice to be putting in?” I asked, feigning confusion.

Lucas' POV I stared at him, surprised. "Who bloody cares about their timeline?" I snapped. "I'm the Alpha of the damn pack." "As the Alpha, you shouldn't forget that the auction school belongs to Alpha Kael of the Black water pack," He said with a shrug. "Its literally his biggest investment here and if you think he will let you mess with it, you're joking."

But rage wouldn't help me find her. Only patience would. This was no longer about a human breeder who'd tried to escape. This was about someone crossing a line they wouldn't survive. Someone had declared war on me, whether they realized it yet or not. "Prepare the long-range trackers," I said quietly. "But don't send them yet. I want to know every pack movement within three territories. Every rogue sighting. Every unusual activity." "That could take days, Alpha." "Then we have days," I replied.

It's a couple of hours before lunch, so I head downstairs with my mates in tow. On the back patio, I see the pups gathered in groups or playing in the playground behind the house. I approach some of the older ones and ask which packs they belong to. I learn they are from the Cold Mountain Pack, Emerald Lands Pack, and Green Forest Pack. Once everyone finishes eating, I ask them to gather around. As they stand before me on the back porch, I raise my hands to quiet them.

I often wondered how my father was able to tame Knight. He said it took years of practice, but my wolf is more stubborn than his. I see Alex more like Kaira, my mother's wolf. She is impulsive to date, no matter how my mother tries to mask it. Kaira is the most impatient wolf I have ever met, followed by Aurora, Aunty Amelia's wolf. I wondered if Onyx was like that, too. Most of the wolves I know aren't tamed; they have just been through so much that they have had to grow up.

Ashleigh Barker spotted him and waved enthusiastically from where she sat with Pippa Mallory. “Oh god no,” Rhett said under his breath. Ashleigh and Pippa were low-ranked in the pack and two or three years younger than the Triquetra and had always gaped at them with the blend of hero-worship and fear that was typical of a lot of the pack. It would give them a thrill to be the source of his meal, he was sure, and that was just a little too weird. He wasn’t sure that his stomach could take it after the espresso incident.

To be clear, it's not like this would be me or my guards first fight on a large scale, but we'd never dealt with numbers this large. The biggest pack we'd have to fight before was one hundred and fifty strong, slightly bigger than our own, but not to this extent. And they didn't have weapons. They'd just been a Wandering Pack, a newly coined term due to the growing number of packs affected by the greedy fingers of humans. They had fallen victim to a wildfire destroying their home in the west coast and were forced to roam in search of a new place to settle.

I should probably ask Rian what the pack’s name and colors were. “Rian, what’s the pack's name? I know that the packs within the kingdom were named separately but I don’t know the name of your pack.” “We are the Cross River pack, and if you hadn’t noticed the decorations are in the pack colors which are midnight blue, white, and silver. Now let’s get up to the table.”

the pet master responded, looking very pleased with himself, "It was quite entertaining really. Shut her up nice and quick." The man's brow furrowed, but only for a second. "Age?" he asked. My eyes widened in surprise. He was actually considering buying me. "Seventeen." "Who was her breeder?" he followed up. Breeders. The vampires who took in the slaves and pets that couldn't perform their duties. The ones that forced them to conceive a few children before taking the child and killing the parents for their blood. The whole process made me want to curl up in a ball and cry.