Paw Patrol: Chase Sleeping Novels & Stories

If I didn't wake her up right now, she'd only end up getting to class late, as a result of oversleeping. "What?" That came out straight, just as she laid straight like a… corpse. She widened her eyes, blinked like a confused person. Was this one of her panic attacks or something? She rolled her eyes like she was giddy, bit her lower lip. Oops, this was quite scary. I chuckled nervously. "Barbara, are you fine?" Again, she blinked. Three times. Gasping, she sat straight. "What?!" She stared comprehensively at me, tossed her duvet violently, sprung from her bed. "Ah, no! Is it ten already?"

Tessa's POV When I wake up in my own bedroom, I have absolutely no idea what's going on. I groan as I sit up slowly. Everything hurts. It all comes to me in pieces, bit by bit. I remember– The charity event, my hearing aids, the motorcycle. Oh my goodness, what's happened to me? My entire body aches as I stretch out. The sheets slip down my body. Sunlight spills through an open window–it must be the day after the charity event.

One leg was thrown over a blanket, his hair sticking up in every direction like he had fought sleep and lost. Fia was curled on her side, one hand stretched out like she was touching something invisible. Even in sleep, her face was too serious for a child, brows faintly furrowed, lips pressed together like she was listening to something no one else could hear. I gently slipped out of Chase’s hold and sat up. He shifted slightly but didn’t wake. Even in sleep, his face was tense, like his body hadn’t forgotten the war yet. I brushed a thumb lightly across his knuckles.

Chase could have taken her home but he didn’t want to disturb her sleep. He was thinking that he will take her back after she wakes up. That is why he was waiting for her to gain her consciousness. Suddenly, Cara started squirming in her sleep. She started sweating again. Chase went on his knees beside her, taking her hand in his, he tried caressing her head softly. “Cara…” he whispered and his voice literally trembled. His heart was shaking upon seeing her in this condition. She started whimpering in her sleep as if she was in a lot of pain. She was having nightmare.

Once back home…home, what a nice word and that is what The Sacred Moon Pack felt like…Home. Well, I was feeling restless, but I knew for the Pup’s sake I needed to rest. I would do anything to keep my pup safe. Yet it was Chase that came up with an idea as I am sure he could sense my restlessness. “How about I get us some snacks and we movie binge in bed?” He suggested.

he said, pertaining to the fact that he must mark me to complete the bond, “But I know I wouldn't be able to sleep without you nearby." I ducked my head and bit my lower lip. I wasn't ready to complete the bond yet, but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep unless Nix was nearby too. "I usually sleep in wolf form,” I confessed, “So, I hope you wouldn't roll on me in your sleep."

Finley’s legs are hanging off the edge of the bed, and Archie’s curled up with his head against my shoulder. I sit up slowly and stretch, trying to shake off the heaviness clinging to me. My wolf is restless beneath my skin, alert despite the comfort surrounding me. Like she somehow knows peace like this never lasts. A knock sounds against the door, three sharp raps in quick succession. Finley groans from the bed. “No. Whoever it is, tell them we’re dead.” There’s another knock. Harder this time and Chase sits up, blinking like he forgot where he was.

Chase just smirked, not letting Adam's teasing get to him. "Hey, the kiddos have to learn to defend themselves from a young age, you know... I am helping them." He winked at me, his eyes twinkling with amusement. Despite his teasing, I knew my pups would never need to defend themselves with Chase hovering. I had drifted off to that scene, feeling a rare moment of peace. But waking up to see Adam awkwardly sprawled in the chair, Chase nowhere in sight, brought me crashing back to reality.

He observed him gently placing her on the bed, as she slept peacefully, before going to her feet to take off her heels. “Fuck!” Aries gritted her teeth, taking her heel off her swollen feet, and Chase blinked his eyes, standing in the corner of her royal purple crib. He smiled at his continuous whispering of profanity and watched him massaging her feet. Aries’s eyes fell on him, and his hands stopped. “Mama!” Chase shouted and Aries whispered to him to stay quiet, not that she was going to wake before tomorrow afternoon. Chase twitched his mouth and rubbed his eyes. The poor baby was exhausted and wanted his mama to pat his cute bummies to sleep.