Paw Patrol Julius Novels & Stories

he said. Julius felt a strange rush to his body. He rushed to him and instantly he shifted into his wolf. Everyone gasped. “I am Alpha Julius, the rightful heir of the pack, I command you to submit,” he said and everyone there bowed to him. “No, No, this can’t be, how can it be, how can he be Alpha, he is not big enough,” said Paul. Julius growled and he walked towards him. He retreated. “This is not over,” he screamed and turned into his wolf, he rushed to the wood and disappeared.

“It’s okay, Luna Emma. It’s not like I regret helping someone in need.” He smiled, and it took away some of my sadness. As someone who had just received help, it was my time to return the favor. I cleared my throat and told him, “Why not work for me instead? The Dark Desert Pack would be happy to have you.” Julius, out of excitement, dropped the folder by accident. “REALLY?!” he shouted. “Of course! It’s nothing compared to what you did for me.” “Hop in. We’ll go to our pack.”

“Only him has to face his brother to get to a post he doesn't even want and now as soon as he clocks twenty six there is an obvious advantage that he could go wild. That's so unfair." "That's not it son, people like Jaylen are assigned to make the werewolf world a better place. And it won't come easy to them. As for him going wild, we just have to figure out a way to sort this. And he isn't going wild the moment he clocks twenty six, I am only saying there is a possibility he would become more aware of his capabilities." Julius stood up as he kissed his wife. "I am heading to the pack house baby. Do you need me to drop you at the infirmary?" He asked hazel. "Not at all darling. I would head

Julius's eyes flicker for a moment, a glimmer of recognition breaking through the dark haze. His grip on the man's arm loosens, and he takes a step back, his fangs retracting. The man's bloodied form slumps to the ground, moaning in pain. Using my last option I yell as loud as I can Julius Stop This Now! He looks at me right away, and stops. Star your eyes um there glowing blue.

' I say before ending the link. I finish the paperwork I had leftover on my desk and then leave the office in search of Julisa. I find her and Triton with the other girls in the back yard. Triton is playing with a ball while keeping MJ and Warren entertained as well moving their toys around with his gift. It amazes me how quickly he learned to control his telekinesis. I sneak up behind Julisa and wrap my arms around her with a growl. She squeals catching Triton's attention. "Are you trying to scare me into labor?" She says with a giggle smacking my shoulder. I chuckle at her and then hear a growl and look over to see Triton coming towards me. "Ma momma." He says then growls at me. I chuckle

, he starts and I correct him “Her name is Tatum” “Yeah, whatever, couldn’t really see past her ass anyways”. I clench my teeth but don’t say anything to him. Amongst all my friends -albeit very few of them- Julius is the most extraverted and arrogant. Also the most likely to achieve a body count of twenty before a full week runs out. He’s incorrigibly vulgar so I’m not surprised at his not so graceful assessment of Tatum. “Get to the point”

I didn’t want to believe it; however, I had skipped classes today and found Julissa making out with an unfamiliar wolf. “Ahem.” I cleared my throat to catch their attention. Julissa pulled away with a wide smile when she saw me standing there. “Roman, meet Julius, my best friend. Julius, this is Roman, my mate.” I went to shake his hand and could tell he used a little more force than was necessary, probably trying to give me a warning. He looked me up and down and turned to Julissa and smiled, “you didn’t tell me your best friend was a guy.”

His eyes went pitch-black. Many made attempts at him when he leaped down, but the beta proved to be nothing but brutal and chaotic. Invisible in plain sight. Most of the beastmen and paranormals who dared attack him didn’t last long. Julius’ movements were wild and erratic - feral. He devoured souls to prove a point. Every strike shattered bone, every breath drew blood. Julius paused mid-strike, lips curving into a gentle, almost loving smile. “Master Arlen,” he murmured softly, as if greeting an old dream.

“I don’t need Enzo. I’ll be fine on my own.” But Caesar didn’t listen. He walked out, closing the door softly behind him. Alone, Julian curled up in his bed and cried until he had no tears left, finally crying himself into a troubled sleep. ***** “You always were so stubborn.” Julian felt the bed dip beside him. He turned over and his breath caught. Patrick. “Patrick!” He threw his arms around his brother, holding him tight. “You really love him, don’t you?” Patrick asked, his smile sad.

I try to look away but I’m stopped by his hands, positioned on each side of my head without touching me. “Say it. I am not Charles.” “You are not Charles.” I whisper. “You are not Charles.” I slowly start into the mantra while his hands slowly move towards me. His touch is soothing as I struggle to reign myself in. “I need you to talk. Let’s start with this lie that has made you so very afraid of me.” I look back at Julius as he makes his request known. “I have tried very hard to teach you that I don’t use physical punishment here. I know your lack of involvement with my pack has hurt your ability to believe that but I need you to believe in me.”