Papa Wolf And The Puppy Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

My wolf instincts sharpened, picking up the tiny movement before my senses caught on. Curious, I followed the sound and noticed a small gray creature huddled beneath a flickering streetlamp. As I moved closer, the scent of earth and faint hunger reached me—it was a puppy. My heart clenched at the sight. It was no older than a month, its tiny body covered in matted gray fur, its ribs faintly visible beneath its coat. The little thing clumsily pawed at the ground, stepping on dry leaves as it sniffed around desperately for food.

"Woof!" The black puppy yelled at the wolf's fang twice. The strangest thing happened. Like a mouse meeting a cat, wolf's fang's power of resistance disappeared in an instant. It floated over automatically and fell into the mouth of the black puppy. The little dog opened its mouth and swallowed the wolf's fan with satisfaction. Ding Hao was surprised. This was not the first weird thing that had happened to the black puppy. Could it be that this little dog was actually the nemesis of the Black Demon Wolf Clan?

Special Chapters 001 to 006 were oginally only available on the book version of this novel. Hope you love them! *** Rome had been glancing at her wristwatch repeatedly while seated on the garden set, watching her two daughters chase after their great-grandmother Althea Montemayor’s newly purchased puppy. It was a French bulldog. And while the kids tried to catch the little dog, their two-year-old Labrador Retriever, Dolly, was right behind them, happily joining the chase.

“A funny one, huh? Let me think.” I make a show of tapping my chin, and their giggles fill the room. “Once upon a time,” I begin, “there was a tiny wolf pup who thought he was the biggest and bravest in the forest. He decided he didn’t need his pack, so he went on an adventure alone.” Their eyes widen, and I tell them about the pup’s misadventures—getting stuck in a hollow log, tricked by a clever squirrel, and chased by an angry goose. By the time I finish, they’re laughing so hard they’re clutching their bellies.

Finn interjected but he seemed to go unheard. “Outside. Now.” His father growled. I stood to peek out the window to the backyard and gasped at what I saw. Mr. Maxwell burst out of his clothes and landed on his feet. Or should I say paws? He was a large, blonde wolf that was double Zach’s height. Zach stood there in front of him looking bored and I grew worried. I didn’t understand why he had to shift into his wolf until he charged at Zach. Without thinking, I smashed through the window and lunged at the wolf, knocking him over before he could reach Zach.

“I think we have a plan, one that will work in capturing them by using Charles and hopefully end all this.” I woke up to her singing one of Papa’s old songs that he would blare out in his garden, as she fed our pup. It’s been a fast couple of weeks, and he has grown so much already, werewolves tend to grow quicker, but I didn’t expect just how big he’s already gotten. He’s already holding his head up and pats his Mommy’s boob like he’s grown. I stood over them and shook my head, “dude those are my toys, don’t play with them, you only get to eat from them.” I put my finger out and he grabbed onto it as he suppled from my toy, “you’re cruel little man,” I swear he smiled at me.

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "I....I wanted to teach him a lesson" "........" Utterly speechless, was he always this petty, venting his anger on someone he don't even know before. The wolf let out a painful growl and turned into a human form, his body is that of a child, very surprisingly, a child can actually turn into an adult wolf, he was severely injured all over his body and he looked innocent with his big and pure eyes. I walked towards him and squatted to reach his level to talk to him. "What's your name kid and what are you doing here all alone in the vampire's territory"

I've never seen eyes that color. She looks thin, malnourished, and the soles of her feet are dirty and bloodied. I wait as awareness infiltrated her mind and then I see the sudden fear in her eyes and she scrambles back, holding a small fur ball in her arms. It’s when that ball of fur makes a yipping sound that I realise that it’s a wolf pup. The little girl has her back pressed against a tree trunk, terrified as she looks at me. The puppy in her arms struggles, trying to escape her grip. It manages to let itself free and then rushes towards me, licking my hand, eagerly, it’s little tail wagging in delight.

he piped up, bouncing in my lap. "Of course, my love!" I encouraged, leaning down to give him my full attention. Clearing his throat dramatically, Eden began, "Once upon a time, there was a brave little wolf who had two powerful parents. They fought against the darkness and saved their pack!" He gestured animatedly, his small hands emphasizing the triumphs he described. "And they taught him how to be brave and strong, just like them! One day, when the Black Faes tried to kidnap him, he showed them that he was not afraid!"

We walk step in step getting closer to the center until the whimper becomes a soft squeaky whine. There is a small white wolf pup lying on a perfectly circular stone, four inches thick. The wolf pup slowly lifts its artic white head and the sunlight filters through its light pink filled ears from behind. “Aww!” Bending over, I tap the ground in front of me and watch the pup stumble on its wobbly legs and manage to get to me, whining all the way. King Harvey intercepts the pup with one scoop of his massive hand and howls at it. The wolf pup’s ears go back as he listens, then he howls back to the best his little voice box allows. It is only two little pathetic faltering howls, but he smiles at