Papa Wolf And Puppy Novels & Stories

I could smell that it was a wild wolf and not a werewolf or a rogue wolf. I reached out and he walked to me and let me pet him. I asked, "You are so sweet. Do you sense Saige? Is that why you're so friendly?" He looked back toward the tree line, and I asked, "What's wrong?" He walked toward the tree line, and I followed him. He stopped just inside the woods and looked to his left. I looked in that direction and there was another wolf lying on the ground. I walked up to her, and she just whimpered at me. She was pregnant and I asked, "What's up little mama?" I examined her closer and realized the first pup was breach. I cringed, "I have to do this sweetie, don’t bite me mom or dad." I reached

Up until now, she had only heard the wolves howl and the feeling of seeing on up close thrilled her to the core. “Just be patient, they will come out soon.” Pavel told her as he sensed her excitement. “Can they be tamed?” Sunny asked him curiously. “Yes. My father has a dozen of them at his manor. They are part of our Vanguard.” Pavel said, unconsciously revealing one of the top secrets in his father’s business. “What if I said that I want one?” Sunny asked, eyeing Pavel intently. “My father’s wolves only belong to him.” Pavel replied; jolting out of his jolly disposition but the appearance of the wolves suddenly lightened up his mood. “There they come; the monsters of the Devil’s plain!”

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

Kavi's POV *16 years later* I fell down on the grassy land and let out a fake gasp clutching my leg, looking at the small greyish black furry pup who was panting excitedly and howling his victory of defeating his mother with head bumping my leg. A medium-sized midnight black wolf appeared before my vision and rolled her eyes laying next to me placing her head over my lap. Spending time with my children is always the BEST thing in this universe. 'Mom, you should be careful at this time. Dad will scold you if he sees you carelessly falling like this.'

Jumping on top of the bed as I grab my puppy, beaming excitedly. "Do you already have a name, baby?" I ask, as if she can understand me. I'm a part wolf! maybe she can understand me right? My wolf just laugh at me making me frown. my puppy move her head, as if shaking it then lick my face. I beamed as if she answer my question. I proudly grinned mentally to my wolf who just scoff at me making me laugh. "Okay, so, what do you want me to call you, little white pup." I laid back again to our bed as I place puppy on top of my stomach.

“Because if you don’t? I’ll bite you.” Ian laughs at that and Victor stands up. “Okay, kid. You ready?” “Yes!” Ian shouts, almost trembling with excitement. “Well then,” Victor says. “Let it go.” And then, together, father and son call on the magic within them and transform into their wolves. They blink at each other for a moment, once the transformation is complete, and then the pup gives a little yelp, beginning to gambol around the tall grey wolf next to him. The wolf nudges the pup affectionately with his nose, giving him a little nip on the rump as he runs past.

My jaw clenched, irritation crackling through the air around me. That woman dared to run away again? I took a step forward, anger rolling off me in waves. Then I froze. Something on the floor caught my eye. I bent down and picked it up. A Polaroid. In the photo, a scruffy, dirt-streaked wolf pup stared back at the camera, wary and defiant. Red eyes. Just like me.

he said proudly and laughed. "What do you want??" I asked. "Good. Although, I don't want much, other than seeing you without being chased away like an unwanted piece of shit," Papa replied, "so, if you want to see your precious little wolf, breathing and alive, or with his body parts intact, then you have to come to save him yourself," Papa continued. I knew that it was a trap, but I couldn't just sit around and do nothing. I had to save Steve or Papa will fulfill his threat.

"Can I tell you something about wolves?" Theo had nodded, still playing with the sand. "Wolves are pack animals. They live in families. And sometimes, wolf pups get angry at their parents. They growl and snap and say mean things." She'd moved the wolf through the sand, demonstrating. "But you know what? Their parents don't leave them. Because parent wolves know that pup wolves are learning how to express feelings, and sometimes those feelings come out wrong." "But I made Mama leave," Theo had insisted stubbornly.

He observed how his father’s clothes were ripped apart, and a big… very big red wolf with yellow eyes was standing at the place where his father was a moment ago. The twins observed the reaction of both the reaction of Sophia and Sarah; they looked normal. It looked like they were already about it. “Dada… dad.” They heard baby voices, so they turned around in the direction of the sound and saw their twins sister with Jake. They both ran toward Brandon, who was still in his wolf. “Ride!! Ride!!” They said in a happy tone to ride on their father’s back. Stark growled at them in a low tone. He was an alpha wolf, not an elephant, to give a ride to pups.