Paw Patrol And Chase の小説・ストーリー

Definitely not one of the guards, and how had he gotten here? "There's no time, Imogene. Shift let's go." He mind linked me the same time as his identity became clear in my head. Orion! Before I could say a word, he spoke again. "I'm here as Alpha of my pack. What will the other Alpha's think of me if they found out your heir was captured in my pack and I stood back doing nothing about it. Wouldn't give me a good image, so, let's put our differences aside and ..." I shifted into my wolf form without warning cutting his words off and before I could think twice, dived into the woods and began my hunt.

I’m stuck and trapped and tangled up in all the chaos and I can’t weave my way out of it and– Just then, someone grabs my wrist. I look up and see Evander’s cold expression staring down at me, his disappointment evident. I can’t hear anything, but his intention is clear, if unspoken. Come with me.

Chase killed the flashlight. Footsteps. Above them — heavy, deliberate, metallic. Sienna’s heart pounded. “Patrol drones?” Chase leaned closer to the wall, listening. “No. Too slow. Too… human.” Another sound followed — the scrape of metal against concrete, like something being dragged. He mouthed, Run. They darted down the next tunnel, boots splashing through shallow water. The sound behind them quickened — whoever was up there was matching their pace, following the echo of their footsteps.

A memory hit so hard I almost fell, Mama Delphine tossing a chicken to her pet, the gator rising slow and sure. I skirted the sinkhole on the narrow edge of wet earth, arms out for balance. The fog pressed in on both sides, and the silence pressed with it. When I made it past, the relief was a small, weak thing, and it didn’t last. Footsteps. Closer this time. Not many. Not a pack. One person. Maybe two. The cadence didn’t match wolf patrols. Lighter. Sloppier. Human? Or something pretending to be?

I sit in his chair and I wait for the night to finish burning. When he returns, he will be shattered. And I will be waiting. *** KAEL POV - Driving Home The mate bond is barely a whisper now. Not dead—I would know if she was dead. The bond would snap. But fading. Fainter with every mile I drive. I grip the steering wheel so hard my knuckles go white. My phone buzzes with messages from pack members. The Alpha's mother is dying. They are gathering. The penthouse is filling with family and doctors.

I ordered Bear, who immediately barked commands to Jax and Viper to form a perimeter around the families. Within seconds, Chase, Kepter, and Tracker were at my side near the weeping willow. The heavy shadow of the tree felt like an open grave. On the bench sat the brown package, its faint, mechanical click-tick-click echoing in the quiet air. Chase dropped to his knees, pulling a small tactical flashlight from his pocket. Before he joined the club, Chase had served a year in Army ordnance and explosive disposal—he knew weapons better than any of us. He used the tip of his blade to carefully slice through the brown paper, exposing the wiring and a glowing red digital LED display.

In fact, I can just book a Grab so that I won't have trouble commuting but I prefer long walks because my mind is free from any negative thoughts. The silence between us was broken when suddenly my phone rang. I answered it immediately when I saw who was calling. "Tiarra, where are you? Are you still at school? I'll pick you up." I smiled when I heard his gentle voice. "It's okay Tata. You don’t have to pick me up. I’m already on my way home. I’ll be there anytime soon." A small smile still plastered on my lips. "Okay, if that’s what you want. It's up to you. I'll wait for you at the guardhouse at the entrance of the village so that you have a companion while walking towards the house."

All those thoughts had came back in his head. He gave a sigh, trying to push what Malcom said to the back of his head. He always knew that there was more than friendship between the two, and had always wanted to ask Kristoff, but doubted he would have told him anything. The security camera system made a pinging sound, when Chance glance at his notification. He saw a video of Malcom waving a baseball bat, threatening to break his car windows. He took a swing at the car, but Chance made no move because it wasn't his car.

Well, let's just get this over with. He parked his Ferrari next to his father's Maybach. The border collie Macy came racing to greet him. At least the dog is glad to see me. "So what have you little monsters been up to?" Chase asked the thirteen year old twins sitting next to him on the couch, their eyes glued to the television. They had their father's features but sandy coloured hair and blue eyes, complete with matching freckles. They looked like mirror images of each other. He couldn't even remember their mother. Maybe it was for the best.

“I also can’t wait to see our home be a little busy. Should we ask our children to give us a grandchildren?” “It won’t be a bad idea” “Alright, let’s tell them that” “Yes” ... “Are you alright Cali?” Waving his hand, Callisto sat down as he feel a bit nauseous. They are doing an inspection patrol in their pack an unknown creature was reported to be wandering in the woods. Although Sebastian told him he can do it by himself, Calisto wont just let him do so. And that argument resulted to this. “Yes, I just need a small break”