Paw Patrol And Chase Novels & Stories

If time permits me, then 4 chapters. And yep, this is the book 2 of “Chasing his”. To understand this story better, read the first book. That'll help you how the story started. I appreciate everyone who reads this, and please don't forget to drop a comment/review. God bless! For updates info, reach me out on my social media. FB page & group: Author Praise Odulesi & Praise Fam respectively. IG: official_praise_ewa :-)❤️

Paisley froze up, then turned to face Carter who looked just as excited as his two year old son. "What the hell did you sign us up for?" ○ Karter's giggles made it impossible to hide from the other team. As adorable as it was, Paisley's competitive side chewed at her as she held Karter tight in her arms and ran into the ball pit. The chase lasted a good twenty minuites with Carter and Majesto chasing and finding them over and over again. *"Just one more chase"* Paisley recalled what Majesto said. *"If we fail to find you two this time, you win. So goodluck, team Karter!"*

“He’ll come out when he’s ready” Chase nodded wordlessly. It pained him greatly to know that any of his friends, especially the younger ones, was going through something he couldn’t fix; it was stupid but he considered them all of his younger brothers, and he would protect them with all his life even their newest addition, Finn Pattinson. Hunter had to tug on his wrist gently to uproot his feet from where they seemed to be stuck to the carpet and when he stumbled a little, caught him gently. A single tear ran down Chase’s face, the only tear he had shed throughout the entire ordeal. Hunter wiped it away gently with his thumb.

“I already told you that I’m not interested in getting serious with anyone. Especially now that I know what is to come if we can’t find a way to stop it.” “Yeah I understand.” Despite his words it was clear he really didn’t. “I’m just happy you’re alright.” Elaina opened her mouth to speak, but something big flashed beside her window. Flinching she straightened up straining to see in the dark. A thump sounded on the roof followed by the sound of claws scraping against metal. “You don’t happen to have weapons in the trunk do you?” Chase asked gritting his teeth. His hands clutched the steering wheel so hard Elaina was sure he was going to end up breaking it.

This is scary! After checking the area for fifteen minutes when I finally decide to take a look closer at the trees, I see a small furry figure. When I move closer to it, I realize it to be a white pup. He is resting at the foot of a tree covered with a little mud on his body. When he looks at me, he starts squealing again. Oh, baby! I hope he is fine. I immediately hurry towards it and crouch down to examine it. I don't find any particular wound on his body when I scan through it, but it seems like there could be a possibility of him suffering a cramp or something in one of his legs which could be troubling him. Christopher comes following me and stands next to me. "What are you looking at.

Their absence echoed in every hallway, in the silence between footfalls, in the way the pups huddled close to their mothers instead of running wild through the yards. Chase sat in one of the inner rooms, his wolf energy steadier, though exhaustion still clung to his skin. He watched me as I paced, his eyes sharp, knowing. “He doesn’t want you near Krav,” Chase said finally. I stopped pacing. “No shit.” “You gonna let him win that?” I dragged a hand through my hair, pulling too hard at the roots. “What do you want me to do? Run after them? Show up in Panther City like I don’t care what it looks like?”

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth. She was mine..

I can obviously hear a crunchy sound from it. I stare at her suspiciously. “Are you seriously chewing something right now? Do you really want to get busted again by Pat?” “Who cares?” she says rolling her eyes. “He’s just probably jealous since he is incapable of gaining weight. Whatever he does, he’ll remain as thin as a twig.”

Besides, she was severely injured that day of the storm. Chase was a huge German Shepherd dog, naturally created to fight and attack, and he had very powerful teeth and jaws that could rip through flesh in seconds. Tina got brutally attacked by Chase -even after she severely injured and tried to kill him- and he had ripped out gruesome chunks of her flesh out. She must have lost a whole lot of blood. And her wounds must have been grievous. Besides, she could not get adequate medical attention because she was a wanted criminal… so she must have no option but to hide till her deep injuries heal up.

‘Mom? My paws are anchored to the ground, my head spinning in disbelief. I couldn’t have heard that correctly… could I? Chase is still frozen, staring, but the other wolf doesn’t have the same reaction. She bares her teeth, launching toward him. Panic grips me as I watch her go in for the kill, going straight for his jugular. I’m too far away- I’ll never make it in time. ‘Chase!’ I screech his name through the mind-link in a futile effort to make him move. It doesn’t work; he’s still frozen, but someone else jumps in.