Paw Patrol Discuss Novels & Stories

And I just sat there, silent, watching them. Torn between the past and the future. Between what I wanted. And what they deserved. They finished their plates soon after, syrup sticking to their hands and cheeks. Jake licked his fingers and giggled. "Mama! Can we go watch Paw Patrol now? Please please pleaaaase?" Kate asked, hopping out of her chair. Blake jumped up, nearly knocking his juice over. "Yeah! It’s the new one! The pirate one!" Jake slid off his seat with his blanket dragging behind. "I like the dog with the hat."

Jonathan pov Kat has been exhausted lately and I haven't pushed her to get checked out. I know losing a pup was rough but she needed checked out. I watched her sleep and sighed. "alpha the rogues are trying to cross the border again",I'm mind linked and I hurry to my office. I dropped Joshua off at daycare and run to my office. Walking in Lawrence and Duke sit looking at maps and talking. "there is more rogues on this side than here",both talk about numbers and fights amongst them.

Patricia Escaping from forests to forests, fighting Krulisa’s beast buddies, watching Reno’s heart still lingering for Catty, arriving at a mortal institute and finally seeing Catty create a giant cave like shield across the institutes, every peculiar things happened today right before my eyes. No matter how lucky we were to be alive after all the fights, it still haunts me that this is not the end; we will still have to fight more of these creatures until Krulisa is defeated. I wish dad was here. I have tons of questions I am curious to ask. There are a lot that they forgot to tell us. I, neither did any of ask about how all this ends.

Izzy smirked. I glanced over my shoulder, furrowing my brow. Ugh, Papa and Zia Izzy are talking in the link. I hate when people do that. I feel left out since I’ll never be part of a link. Well, maybe if I end up having a werewolf for a mate. But that’s a slim chance, even as a hybrid. “So, what will you do with the members of Santi’s patrol?” Zia Izzy questioned, no longer using the link.

“We were planning to prepare breakfast for you right away and you may eat first, since Alpha Villion might not wake up for a while.” I shook my head gently. “I’ll just wait for him,” I said without hesitation. They all nodded in understanding. I looked at them again, curiosity stirring in my chest. “So,” I asked, shifting the conversation. "How did your work go?” “Patrol duties are starting to become stricter in every corner of the pack’s territory,” Wade said formally.

The observation platform was sufficiently large for all of us to work without disturbing one another. At least in theory. Their discussion flowed easily in practice. Not that they paid attention. Calla placed a number of maps on one end of the table. Davan was sitting in front of her. All the discussion began just as it should. Patrol routes. Supply movement. Boundary checks. Nothing exciting. Nothing unusual. The most romantic conversation that Calla has had in her entire life would have been about inventory management. For nearly twenty minutes, nothing went wrong. I got to complete a few of the Council reports, too!

Flamepaw himself was the biggest of all the three siblings. "You know what I just realized?" Shrewpaw asked after getting back to his paws. Flamepaw cocked his head to one side as Lilypaw shook her head. "We haven't even been to a Gathering yet! Petalstar wouldn't let us go on the last couple of Gatherings..."

" He said this to his mom while dragging her hand, and both went inside the store room. Mum, the land Alpha Leo took away from Dad is what I think is really eating him. He hardly smiles these days, and he doesn't come out of the lobby again, unlike before. Mum, do you know there is a pack patrol coming up next week? And the rehearsal is ongoing, and I haven't seen dad come around unlike in the past." He harrumphed and paused a bit before he continued: "You know how Dad loves to joke with kids, and all children from two years old will be partaking in this. Some parents come with their kids for the rehearsal. I remember last year's pack patrol and how dad would drive me and some other kids aro

It’s size alone told me it was a child but children don’t shift. “You are when I find you!” Aiden growled before cutting the connection. I heard howling in the distance as the patrols rallied. “Man, I’m dead. Ok so what do we do now.” I sighed. “We better have a plan before dad gets here because he is going to kill us.” The pup started to back away at the sound of the patrols. Trying to slink away to a nearby bush. “We won’t hurt you.” Braxton laid down trying to make himself look as small as possible and not intimidating.

Grinning at their shyness, I announced, “Alright, let’s eat!” The pups and their parents went first, followed by the elders, then the rest of the pack, with the warriors last. As everyone served themselves, my mates and I mingled, answering questions. Dean handled home improvement inquiries, Luke discussed business matters, and Zane and Jason fielded questions about training and patrols. Once the pups finished eating, Jason joined their games—honestly, he was just an oversized pup himself sometimes. I laughed, sharing the thought with Cece, who giggled in agreement.