Paw Patrol Air Pups Marshall Novels & Stories

Theo pov "So the names we choose for our pups are Gabriel James Savage and Abigail Marie Savage ",I announced to the club and pack members at the meeting the next day. Claps echoed off the walls as many smiled, and congratulations sounded right after. "How is luna?"was asked a lot. "She is tired but all good," I offered. "When can we see the pups?"was asked next.

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.

Cherry Once we were done making sure that all our elderly shifters and pups were on the buses to the contemporary shelter in the Lune Pack, Dylan and I got off to have a word with Bill. “The coast is cleared now. We'll leave in five minutes,” he told us after finishing the call with his beta. “Thanks a lot, Bill.” Dylan gave him a firm handshake. “This won't be an easy battle, buddy. But once you win it, you'll rise way much stronger. It's Fenrys that you're up against with, after all.” Bill patted on Dylan's shoulder before leaving.

] 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.

“He is talking.” “I refuse to acknowledge this,” I said. At that moment, the pup decided to crawl directly into my arms as if proving a point. I caught him out of instinct. His tiny nose pressed into the hollow beneath my collarbone. I froze again. Lucian whispered, “We lost her.” Marek’s jaw twitched. The pup nuzzled deeper into my coat. His little body was warm and soft. He smelled like snow and something sweet, like honey. He burrowed against my chest and made a sleepy noise so gentle that I could feel my dignity collapsing like a wounded elk.

They mainly ran our main house, but they were also in charge of the other locations staffing. Chase and Bjorn were the last pair sitting near Marcellus. Marcellus had earned my trust. He assisted us with strengthening our defenses, even after learning I killed his father. He young man had a good heart; he was just taught to hate. His eye was almost healed, you could still see the pale bruise around it. He was sucker punched in training. One of the 17-year-old wolves thought he was being funny. I made him follow Marcellus around in a pink tutu with a pair of spanks on for 48 hours.