Paw Patrol Anthro Novels & Stories

Mason spots the patrol first. ‘Alpha, there, near that fallen log! The patrol!’ ‘Stop yelling! We can hear you! Idiot.’ Chastises Jason. He and Mason are litter mates, both with brown fur with white patches on their heads and paws. Mason also has a white patch on his tail. It’s the only difference between them. As we get closer to the patrol, I notice their agitation and it’s unnerving. What is it about this human? ‘Alpha.’ Greets one of the guards with a bow. I turn to him.

His pants and boxers joined the growing pile of discarded clothing on the floor. For a moment, we stood there, drinking each other in or unsure if we should take this route. My heart began beating so hard, I wouldn't have been surprised if he was able to hear it. His hands reached my body, relearning every curve. "Wait," I gasped, pulling back. "Protection?" He groaned, forehead resting against mine. "Right. Yes. Of course." He set me down gently, fumbling with his wallet. I watched, heart racing, as he pulled out a small foil packet.

I want him in constant pain and hyped up to let his temper out’ I almost lost it when they wheeled in my first Pups, Titan, Tarvos, and Europie, they were all fully grown German Shepherds, their dark white and gold coats were sparse and covered with old wounds. This was where they had disappeared to, the Americans had snatched them thinking they were like me, ‘Forgive us, Papa, we failed you’ Tarvos bowed his head so beaten down he was helpless, ‘Papa’ My baby girl’s eyes burned into mine,

My Dad started explaining to me what we planned to do “ Mama and I will shift close to midnight to hopefully encourage your wolf forward…” I nod at him, I cant wait for my wolf to meet my Mum and Dad’s. My Dad’s wolf is big, almost the same size as an Alpha wolf which is unsual, and strong, which is needed for a Beta, he is a deep grey colour, and has deep brown eyes. He was called Pax.

Her long whiskers felt the breeze and wriggled in response as she tried to sense the direction. Rhys watched in awe as his little one morphed into her panther form. She was long and sleek and beautiful. Her coat was the exact same color red as her hair, her eyes the same green. And her scent was the same, mint and cinnamon. She walked to her mate and pawed him with her huge feet but kept her claws sheathed. He could see them and could imagine the damage they could do if she wished. He stroked her coat, and she leaned into him, purring again. "You're so beautiful little one." He looked up for a moment and saw Guillame watching them. At first his wolf was angered, but Rhys was sad for him. He

Roman POV. Since I'm so bored, let me tell you a story about me, the story of how I came to live with my father, Ethan Black, a big badass wolf. Back when I was a puppy, just as small as Aurora is right now, I used to live in a pack with my mother and father, just like everyone else, but then our pack was attacked, it's not so uncommon, but fights happen between packs, between wolf and humans, it happens.

said Gavin, still teasing her while playing games on his cell phone. "Augh, you bad brother... You're annoying, well I'll study, you take care of them!" Anindira exclaimed as she walked into the room. "Hey, your mother is sulking... You guys, you seem very comfortable, you are calm enough for a puppy," Gavin muttered, glancing at the Wolf duo who were having fun playing in front of their grandfather who was leafing through files. Gavin wasn't insulting Anindira's children, instead, he was looking at them, who were starting to look adorable. Their fur is maroon, unlike the Aefar, which is bright scarlet red.

Scrunching my lips in silliness, I looked up at his face and met his eyes watching me, causing me to giggle slightly. “You find all of this humorous?” Shaking my head with my fingers on my chin, I studied his features and couldn't see any resemblance to Patrick Belmont. He looked nothing like Patrick or Nick, for that matter, which was confusing to me. "He must take after his mother," I thought. “His real father's wolf could be similar. Nero is black, and Austin is brown-haired,” Lana growled, causing my brow to furrow. “What color are Patrick and Nick's wolves?”

Third POV Nora lunged toward the Ancient, both fighting in their wolf form. The Ancient's fur was ash-gray, matted with blood and dirt, while Reika's blue flames licked across her midnight black coat. Their massive bodies crashed together with the force of two trucks colliding. The Ancient snarled, yellow fangs gleaming as he snapped at Reika's throat. She dodged, twisting her body in a fluid motion before countering with a slash of her claws.

“You are tired, and we are done for today.” She frowned, and I kissed her forehead. “Remember our deal.” “Fine,” she sighed and let go of me. “But we are continuing tomorrow.” I nodded and smiled at her. “Definitely.” “Gabriel,” I heard someone calling me. I turned around and saw Patricia waving me over. I took Aria’s hand in mine, and we walked back to Patricia. Nick was in his wolf form, practicing next to Annie. Annie’s wolf was amazing. I can’t believe I haven’t seen her wolf before. Her name is Amy, and her fur is light brown. She was so much smaller than Nate, but she was a great fighter. I wouldn’t want to go against her.