Patronus Greyhound Novels & Stories

“Understood?” “Yes, sir,” the guards responded in unison. His eyes flicked back to me, but I refused to meet his gaze. I didn’t want to see the anger or the control he wielded so effortlessly. Instead, I focused on my new companion. The puppy was a mixture of cream and light brown, with a soft patch of black fur near one ear. His eyes, big and round, seemed to hold a curiosity about the world that made me want to protect him from everything—even from Aiden.

I say to Frank as Alia and I walk over and stand next to the others. "Shut up cousin, because when I'm done kicking his ass you're next." Frank points over at me before they both shift into their huge grey wolves. Freddy, Frank, and Fin all have grey wolves. Freddy wolf is a darker grey than Frank's and Fin wolf is an ashy grey.

My mom had been captured by rogues for the sole purpose of using and abusing the red wolf’s power, and Grey was determined that it would never happen again. ‘I can’t make any promises.’ Grey replied. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. My wolf was unique. Although mostly black, his paws and a stripe on his chest were a dark red color. The color was so dark it almost looked black, but when the sun shined off of it, you could see the red hue to it. Grey liked to joke that it made him more powerful. I was certain it made him more of a jackass.

As the pier approached, Puddy put on a pitiful face, begging. "No." Once he had made a decision, there was no room for negotiation. "But last night, we went to Song's casino. Can't Dad use connections to get us in?" He was, after all, a dog lover and didn't want to watch the races to gamble; he just wanted to see the Greyhounds up close. The Greyhounds were considered the fastest dogs with an elegant and streamlined appearance and ran incredibly fast. He just wanted to see their graceful speed as they reached the finish line.

I could see Patricia through the window, casting a spell, her chants steady and loud as the wind blew harder. “Looks like she’s searching for something,” Kaden whispered. “Or hiding it,” I replied. Kaden and I exchanged a look. We were getting closer—Patricia had a lead, and with or without her cooperation, we were going to find out exactly what she was hiding. “Well whatever it could be,” Grey smirked as he put on his puppy eyes. “The softie in touch with his feelings, would get it out of her. One way or the other.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Charlotte wasn't one of them and I found myself disappointed by that. "You may pass, of course," he said, "but no pets allowed." Galleytrot growled, the most menacing sound I'd ever heard. Green power flowed down the length of him, rippling his fur. His huge eyes flared with red power as he seemed to grow and fill out, becoming the black dog of the Wild Hunt. He scared the crap out of me and he was my friend.

Meanwhile, the Giant Poodle that was sponsored by Ryan had a petting fee of 3 dollars, which yielded a higher premium than other dogs. The petting business continued to flourish, so Luna stepped up to recruit specialized teams under her employment. There was the lookout team and the security team to maintain order, they would receive a certain salary by the end of each day. Watching the playback up till then, the adults froze in disbelief. No wonder Luna's arithmetic skills had improved lately, no wonder there had been a number of children who came over to pet the dogs, no wonder the Bedlington Terrier's hip turned bald! Everyone shifted their gaze to the three unsuspecting toddlers, who wer

I don't care if anyone sees me or if I end up on the news my anger will never let this man go free. "Listen, dude, I didn't come here to play. I came here for answers. Now quit playing and tell me what being a grey wolf means." His smile isn't there anymore, he looks as confused as ever. "I'm not playing with you Chloe, you were born a grey werewolf. Your father was a grey werewolf, you're a grey werewolf. Grey werewolves are more powerful than regular werewolves, grey wolves are also the only breed of werewolves to not be controlled by the moon. You all can turn at will and it won't even hurt." He chuckles. "Y'all are lucky bastards."

“Take them downstairs, tell Jinx I’ve got the best of the best tonight. Ria Lopez, most favored beta in Greyhound pack. Some might even say Alpha Kane fancies her loud ass. Britney O’Shea, now here is a fine gem I would have kept had she not rejected me. This one, gentlemen is a fiery beta, most rare indeed because her fur has two colors. Copper red and black. Copper red in itself is the rarest fur color let alone on a female. Ah, the last and certainly the most expensive, River Brown. Mate to the most powerful alphas of the land. Gotta say I would have never guessed they of all people could get a mate. And not just three mates but one.

Next to him is Luna, a playful Beagle, and Rocky, a energetic Boxer. “On the opposite row, we have:” "Atlas, our majestic Great Dane, gentle as a giant. Beside him is Daisy, a sweet Corgi, and Baxter, a clever Australian Shepherd." My gaze landed on a robust German Shepherd in the corner cage. "And who's this?" I asked, drawn to his piercing eyes. "That's Titan," the staff replied. "Intelligent, loyal, and protective. He was trained as a guard dog but never deployed. He's been waiting for the right owner."