Paw Patrol Bedtime Novels & Stories

"Don't go back on your word." "Of course." Shawn nodded. "It's a little past seven now. Joshua and Nicole go to bed at nine. Galey, we have a little over an hour." Damn! Gale understood! He would make the most of the hour. "Isn't it inappropriate to torture me for over an hour? By the time it's nine, will I have the energy to take care of the kids?" Shawn smiled slightly. "I'll be as gentle as possible." Gale was about to say something, but Shawn lazily stood up. He looked down at her, arms crossed and said, "Galey, my patience is limited."

Cal whines out. "A pint of water before bed to start and there was something else... Oh yes, that's right both your mother and I were in bed by midnight." His cheeky grin makes me want to laugh but my body won't allow it. "What time did you guys get to bed?" He gives us all his stern dad look but he doesn't hide the hint of amusement that's trying to get out. "About 3.30." Calvin grunts. "About 4," Liam adds with his own grunt.

As he moved his hands higher I jumped as a howl broke through the air. “What was that?”. My eyes snapped open my hands gripping his shoulders. “Night patrol is over”. He sighed placing his hands on my arms. “Let’s go get some breakfast yeah?”. “Yeah breakfast”. I sighed causing a laugh to fall from his lips. “I want to baby but-…”. The back door flew open, Pete and Carter entering. “That’s why we can’t”. He smirked. “Bear”. Carter nodded. “A little early for you is it not?”.

“No. Wanna go to pawk.” “We'll go in about two hours.” “But why?” “It's not safe to go now because it's still night-time outside and Papa doesn't want you to get hurt, ok.” “Ok. We go Gwammy and Gwampy fiwst?” “Ok. But for now, how about I read you a story then we'll play with your toys?” “Yes.” Meanwhile… Twilight woke up in a bed that was definitely not hers. “You’re awake,” Trey said when he came in.

***Nate’s POV*** I was towel-drying my wet hair when I heard a knock on my door. My eyes narrowed, and I looked at the clock. It was already well past midnight. Alpha Jacob had a strict ten p.m. bedtime because he said he needed to get his beauty rest. That was his secret to living a long life, apparently. Smiling, I sighed and let the towel fall to my shoulders. Slipping on some sweats, I headed to the door when the knocking turned into a more incessant pounding.

She teased when she realized that Kelvin had spent the night with Peter and Patrilia instead of Hashmuk. "He is out for a business meeting, so whom did you expect me to sleep with?" He pouted. Peter was the second person to awaken because he sat on the bed yawning and asking them to stop talking.He wanted to know why they would start yelling when it was still early. "Breakfast is ready, guys, and that's why I'm here to wake you all up." She said, yanking the cover off Patrilia's body, who was still sleeping and was not aware that his friends were already awake. They slept quite late the other night, so they were still sleepy.

Anyone else in the family could care for Callia during the day. However, she was harder to manage at night. The couple retreated to their room. Zachary went to make a bottle for Callia. Serenity carried Callia into the bedroom and put her on the bed. She lay down next to Callia. “Lil’ Pie, get some rest. You barely had a nap today.” Callia played nonstop with the other kids, and her nap time was too brief. Callia should be tired by now. Her bedtime was around eight. However, she could never sleep without her mother by her side.

*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV* --- "Mum, will Andoo be okay there at the hospital for the dogs?" The curious little girl asked while settling herself in our bed, and I tucked her in. She has just finished her before-bedtime routine which is brushing her teeth, slipping in her favorite pajamas, and saying good night to her fishes at the aquarium on the left side of my study table.

But of course they did, and soon the entire place was erupting in cheers and howls. Thankfully everyone didn’t stay too late, respecting the pups’ bedtime and well … with so many pregnant females wanting to go to bed early, that about killed any late parties. No complaints here. “I’ve got one more present,” my mate whispered, as I brushed my teeth. *Ohh, oohh. Helena just told me…* Gage said, licking his lips.

Grace pushes herself too much, and she tries to help everyone. Through the pack bonds, I felt the nighttime rhythm of Fireside and Paw packs —my father making rounds with the twins when they fussed, my mother sleeping between feedings, the pack guards maintaining their protective perimeter. Everyone connected, everyone safe. Grace looking stunning as she sleeps under my watchful gaze. I cover her when she shivers.