Paw Patrol Air Pups Marshall นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Liam would kill me if I ever have them returned. Those small things, I would let them indulge. Liam’s playing running around playing fetch with a dog. A dog I don’t know or remember having. Axel suddenly materialized with one a while ago. The puppy was actually very cute. That dog couldn’t be Xavier’s? Could Xavier have a pet puppy? I wondered. It didn’t seem fitting though. But I was sure it couldn't be Axel’s. I can’t imagine Axel owning a pet, the guy seems just too, what’s the word …?

If you lived here, you wanted the world to know you were afraid of something. I lifted the binoculars and swept the boundary. Four-man patrol on the quarter hour, all in matching tan Carhartts, black softshell vests, no logos. Two on foot, two with dogs. One of the dogs was a purebred Malinois, the kind the DOD started breeding after the last batch of German Shepherds aged out. The other was…something else. Not a wolf, not exactly, but the kind of animal you’d get if a werewolf spent ten years as a Navy SEAL and then decided to become a dog for tax reasons.

I growled with a giggle. Marcus, Norm, and Lexi all laughed. Molly, Melissa, and I couldn’t help, but join in. We did sound ridiculous. “Chastity, Lexi, I want to hear all about your week!” Norm requested with a bounce. Lexi, and I proceeded to tell them everything we did that week. Molly, and Melissa added things in as well. Norm, and Marcus listened intently the whole time. Norm did ask a few questions, and laughed at Lexi’s story about her, Colby, and the dunk tank. When we finished Marcus, and Norm told us about their week together. It was good to hear they had such an enjoyable time with Norm’s family, but I could definitely understand why Marcus was worn out. He did a lot to keep the l

--- Rage followed Rex on his first patrol into the North. The grey wolf was too old to run much anymore. But its grandson, the small grey wolf Sylvan had brought back from the forest, was already grown. Rage had named him Firepaw—for the patch of dark red fur on his right front paw. He walked behind Rex with Firepaw at his side, across the ice plains for a whole day. When he returned, his boots were covered in frozen soil and ice chips. He ran to Luna and held up the small handful of thistle root tendrils clutched in his fist for her to see.

"Marcus is definitely one of the most paid PAs in the whole of Florida, but I'm sure he won't mind more. But sure, Dad. Let me make some calls. I'll get back to you." "Thank you. I owe you. Whatever you want I'll get it, even a yacht." "Oh please, Dad." She laughed. "You owe me big time." We ended the call and I sat down on the edge of the couch, waiting. Twenty minutes later, my phone buzzed. Emily. "Okay, I found one," she said. "They have a husky and a pharaoh hound. It's a bit out of town, but the owner said they've been there for a while. They're desperate to find them a home."

They wore the old Voss expressions, the ones Aiden had seen on his father’s face for years. Rylan shifted forward, but Aiden lifted a hand, stopping him. “Anyone else?” Aiden asked. A woman by the far wall raised her hand without waiting to be invited. Mara. Mid‑thirties. Gamma. Ran logistics for three city blocks without missing a shipment. Kept the pups’ immunization schedules better than most human clinics. “I’ll speak,” she said. “Since the boys are having feelings.” A few of the younger wolves bristled. Mara ignored them.

Enzo’s POV My paws slapped hard against the damp earth as I rounded the final corner. My claws dug in, stopping me from slipping as I skidded too fast towards the pack house. I could see Marla waving frantically at me, Davin standing still and stoic with a furrowed brow beside her. This couldn’t be good.

ELARIAN I'll never forget the sound of Aero's voice, low and menacing, as he growled, "Let. Her. Go." I was tied to a chair, helpless, as Xavier held me hostage right in front of him with his claws aimed directly at my throat. His heartbeat reeked of blood and death, causing my stomach to turn in disgust and fear. His claws trailed my bare skin, and my body trembled in fear. Aero rushed forward with such speed that I had never seen before or thought possible, his eyes blazing with fury. Xavier sneered, baring his razor-sharp canine teeth. Aero's gaze locked onto mine, and for a fleeting moment, I saw a glimmer of reassurance.

“I care about my mate!” “I cannot look at you without smelling the pup we lost!” Isabella shrieked, pushing Mason’s hands away with the last of his strength. “Get out! Bring my mother into the den! Get out!” The commotion brought the Enforcers inside, and Denise Harper gently guided a devastated Mason out into the snow. By evening, McQueen had brought the young pups, Collins Parker and Layla, to the clinic. The anesthesia had completely worn off, and every breath Collins took sent a sharp ache through his lower abdomen, but he kept his face still as the little ones approached the bed.

he shrugged nonchalantly. "Was that an apology?" Ashley leaned over to ask Suzanne in a whisper. Suzanne gave her a low chuckle as she shrugged. "I suppose," she muttered. Andrew cleared his throat. "Alright, down to business," he started. They all looked at him. "This is our first mission as E-rank, and no matter how lowly it seems, we must not take it for granted. The documents you're all holding states that Patches is a Golden Retriever, brown coated, with a pink bow and a similar color of collar," Andrew said as he switched on his laptop. He got pictures of how Patches looked like from the various pictures Mrs Paulina had posted online.