Paw Patrol And Chase の小説・ストーリー

The small boy in my arms giggles. "You're not allowed to hurt the Luna, Alpha" she says stubbornly. Austin's eyebrows lift suddenly and I giggle. I suddenly get an idea. "Kids, come here" I call and soon all the kids in the room come over- ranging from six to fifteen. "I think the Alpha needs to be taught how to take a joke so why don't you play Chase?" Chase is a game that werewolf kids have been playing for centuries. It's the same as tag to humans but a lot messier with us. Instead of there being one person trying to get everyone else, it's everyone else trying to get one person. Austin pales remarkably as I say this and the kids cry out with joy. "Better get running, Your Highness"

, Pashika said and they smiled. "Oh", Shakti said and Pashika and Aashmaan went towards the kids. "Pori! Why am I feeling scared?", Maria said and they saw an angry CHASE and how ZANE was trying to control his elder brother together with SHAURYA and ANSH. "Don't worry. Nothing will happen. Ansh will handle everything", Porishma said and both looked at the angry Chase who was making a fuss over everything while his eyes were on Arthit and Nishma.

Chase said stepping in our conversation. Chase has been out on a mission of getting allies from the darkest packs from other sides of the world. He’s been very busy and diligent. Besides Billy, he’s my closest and best friend. I knew a day like this would come, where war would break for the littlest things and I will need a lot of support. “I thought you were out on a mission, you already heard about everything?” Billy asked him.

he chuckled. Evie looked at him with a smirk. “Why? Are you too bad at dancing that you want to do with without anyone else seeing? You know I heard you’re a bit of a show off but right now, all I see is a little chicken who is scared of giving a girl what she deserves

Naturally, Chase sniffed it out, but he feigned pigheadedness and pretended not to understand his motive. Once the car arrived at the gate, Chase got out of the car. "Alright, I have to buy Ms. Pendragon her waffles. Talk later." Logan and Rachel were busy serving their customers, but their crowd was far more manageable this time. With only 4 people around them, Chase finally saw them. His heart skipped a beat. He had seen the food truck when they entered, but it had looked like any other food truck he had ever seen in Little Xeottect. Never, in his wildest imagination, had he imagined this one to belong to Logan and Rachel.

Chase grumbled with mild curiosity. "This is Chase. He is a German Shepherd puppy and the second member of the PAW Patrol." "Really?" His voice trailed off, clearly impressed. "Well, that's pretty nice.I have a dog, a real dog; his name is Ruru." "Woah! Really, Mr. Johnson?" "Yes." Tommy smiled, proud of his toy. "But mommy hates real dogs, but Chase here is a police and traffic cop dog and a super spy police dog." As they chatted, Amaya beat harder than ever. She tried to keep Tommy away from Chase, but the man kneeled down and took to her son like they were longtime buddies.

"Smile, that's the only thing you're to do. No talking with anyone, no eye contact, and no wandering from my side. You know what can happen if you choose to go against this right?" I crimped my lips defiantly and looked away. Chase sprinted to us from the array of warriors. He was the Gamma of the pack and it was his duty to train the warriors. His hair was golden in the sun and beads of perspiration trickled down his bulging muscles as he came to a halt before us. "The border patrol team sees nothing alarming for now." That was what he said when he got to Enid. Enid seems to process what Chase just said silently, his gaze on his training defenders.

So, I have no trouble finding my way towards the center. I race through the grass, running towards my mom and hopeful comfort. Running away from the pain at seeing Caleb and another she-wolf. I haven’t run for more than a mile, just making a turn so that I’m out of sight of the feast, when I feel a hand wrap around my wrist and spin me around. My eyes widen when I see that it’s Caleb. “Ciara! Why did you – “ he starts, but I don’t let him finish.

My heart squeezed when I spotted them—Caleb, Cooper, and Charlotte—walking together, laughing about something. Then Charlotte glanced up and saw me. She froze, blinking rapidly, as if trying to make sure she wasn’t imagining me— I'm sure she must be doubting if I am her real mom but then Caleb and Cooper followed her gaze, their eyes widening. "Mommy?" Charlotte whispered. A lump formed in my throat. I crouched down, opening my arms. "Hey, treasures."

Liam leaned his head back against the wall, blood trickling from a cut above his eye. "You okay?" he asked hoarsely. I pulled the chip from my pocket, staring at it. "I don't even know what I am anymore," I whispered. Liam’s eyes darkened. "You're the reason we still have a fighting chance," he said. "And now—" He broke off, stiffening. I followed his gaze out the helicopter window. A black convoy—sleek, armored vehicles—snaked across the desert below, racing after us like a swarm of angry hornets.