Paw Patrol Air Pups Marshall Novels & Stories

Ethan trembled, a full-body shiver of a wolf caught in a silver snare. His mouth worked, but no sound came out. I had anticipated resistance. My shadow-walker, on a separate retainer, had already mind-linked the Enforcers about Seraphina. As if summoned by the accusation, Seraphina appeared at the hall entrance. Two senior Enforcers flanked her. She looked ghostly. Her eyes were red-raw. And in her arms, swaddled in a soft grey pelt, was a pup.

Aryn The mall was a blur of noise and bright lights. Marcus, being Marcus, had taken me to the fanciest parts, the shops with glass fronts and prices that almost gave me a heart attack. Ghost, our new fluffball, was snuggled happily in his special carrier that Marcus had bought. He seemed to like it, occasionally letting out a tiny whimper or a contented sigh. He was surprisingly quiet for a puppy, which was a huge plus.

The animal was yet to rise on its feet, and I knew it would take a lot of space. Willy pinched his chin as he thought. "I cannot confirm now if he's a wolf or a Siberian breed, but we put nothing in the papers for now. This is the first time I saw this massive animal in this town. It's approximately 7 feet and between 200 to 250 pounds. We've reached out with the PAW to decide what to do with him." I choked at the sudden lump in my throat. I stepped back and took Anya with me.

I want to look around, to see if the rest of the pack came with him, but I can’t tear my gaze away from him driving the other wolf away from me. As third in the pack, Marshall is one of the best fighters we have, whether human or wolf. He fights silently. He doesn’t growl or snarl the way the intruder does, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t furious. I feel the lash of his rage as he snaps his teeth and uses every ounce of coiled muscle to attack. Marshall doesn’t hold back. In seconds he has the black-brown wolf pinned and goes for his throat. But then my eyes widen in horror as a lighter brown wolf barrels out of nowhere and slams into Marshall, knocking him away.

Marcella- Alert all packs of the fugitives. Me- Both Lucy and Bridget are wolfless. Marcella- Have your police force reach out to the humans. Me- OUR police force. I see Fran’s tail wag. ME- (Pack wide). Return to the pack. Any patrol who finds the fugitives should arrest them on sight. We all return to the pack. And Mom is handing out shirts to the females and shorts to the males. “I’m impressed son,” Martin says to Wesley. “I don’t care,” Wesley answers and makes his way to me and Marcella.

She was going to say ‘good morning. Marcel chuckled. Celia thought it might be genuine amusement. She didn’t like how his sensual voice rolled over her skin. At that moment the lodge doors split open and the pups came running out, four of the nine having shifted to their four–legged forms. Ilana was racing after them from behind and they were laughing at her attempt to catch them. One look at the Alpha standing in their path and they slowed down. The pups varied in ages, from four years to ten. The younger slipped behind the older, as if scared of Marcel.

“Someone’s been spending too much time with Aire Martha’s face lit up immediately. “Aire says everything is brill! And lush. And sometimes ‘mad cool.’” She giggled, wiping syrup off her chin. “He also says he’s going to marry me when we’re grown-ups.” I nearly choked on my tea. “Oh, does he now?” She nodded proudly. “He said we’d have a treehouse and matching bikes. And a dog named Pancake.” I blinked. “Let me guess… you came up with the dog’s name?”

Cherry Now I was alone in the deep forest, scanning through the surroundings in concentration. Just as I was running out of patience after hours-long search, Fern's faint voice ringed in my ears. "Mommy...I want my mommy..." That was my pup! My wolf got excited and sprinted to the source of Fern's cries. “Fern! Mommy's here for you!” My wolf and I roared as Fern's voice became clearer and clearer, until my feet stopped in front of a cabin.

The sweetness and the powdery softness of the marshmallows melts on my tongue. “So I went to work this morning, feeling really good that I was going to have a great day. I got to the animal shelter and started work. I mean, who doesn’t look puppy kisses? Puppies make everything better. Anyway, I got there and went to check on the new intake. He has not allowed anyone near him. He is a big boy, Brutus is his name. He is a sweetheart. So I did something really stupid that could have gotten me seriously hurt or even killed.” I say as I stir the hot chocolate. “I let him out of his kennel and he lunged at me.” Bertha sucks in a big breath.

] Amir speaks in his own wolf tone, something he rarely does, [Come down and come over here] Uncle Marcelo exits the car and gives Amir a death stare, “You insolent overbearing pup, you think I was running away from you? You wish! Just because my games are not going as planned doesn’t mean I didn’t make outstanding achievements.” The remaining three cars parked on each side, four of them each exiting from the car, including the ones in Marcelo’s car. They all shift into their wolf form, roaring into the clouds. There was a lot of pressure from their powerful sound and appearance which means they are highly trained Alpha wolves and I won’t beat them easily.