Paw Patrol Mission Paw Chase นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Engines roaring. The chase had begun.

Liam pov I was patrolling the outer boundaries of Fireside and Paw pack territories when I caught the scent - vanilla and wildflowers, mixed with the metallic tang of blood. My wolf surged forward instantly, recognizing something vital even before his human mind understood. I found my mate and she was hurt.

he said, his voice gently yet firm. I nodded, understanding the gravity of his words. “Of course,” I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil swirling within me. “I’ll talk to him as soon as he returns.” The sudden entrance of Paige, her face etched with urgency, jolted me from my thoughts. With Mike clutched tightly in her arms, she rushed into the room, her breath coming in short gasps. “It’s happening,” Paige exclaimed, her voice trembling with urgency.” Rogues are attacking the pack!”

“If I didn’t, my mother would string me up from the flagpole by my toes.” I turn to see JoJo and Alexander. Alexander is pushing the wagon stroller combination that they use to cart the pups around. It’s huge, but honestly one of the best pieces of baby paraphernalia that I’ve ever seen. It carts around all three pups but can also double as a pack and play so that the pups have space to move and even sleep if they need to. JoJo is carrying their huge diaper bag.

“Dad’s headed to your team,“ I tell Tracker, just as I see Fallon’s body go rigid. As I watch, she stops fighting and turns, the hair on her neck and back goes up. She lowers her head and bares her teeth. I turn the camera, trying to see what she’s seeing. I catch sight of a smaller wolf who yelps and takes off running. Another larger wolf leaps out of the battle and begins chasing after her, but not before Fallon takes off in pursuit. “Piper, what are you doing?” I murmur. Piper POV Goddess these assholes are pissing me off.

"Then listen carefully. They’ll track by scent first. Get as high up as you can and wash your tracks away with running water, if you can. They’ll anticipate that you’ll run — use that as your moving point.” Mark snorted. Or you send one of them home early and send a message.’ Ethan shot him a glare. "Not helping." I smirked slightly. "Actually, he is." A horn sounded, breaking the night. The hunt had begun. I turned and ran into the dark, my wolf surfacing. The forest lost definition as I ran, every instinct urging me to go faster. But I wasn’t going to just run.

Chase Pov "What are you doing here?" "You have to calm down, I didn't come here to pick a fight" "Well you are not here for peace either, you Bastards. I told you never to step foot in my pack ever again" "I am here for Layla but it seems that she is still missing, we can work together to chase, what do you have to say? Should we work together to find my sister?"

"Smile, that's the only thing you're to do. No talking with anyone, no eye contact, and no wandering from my side. You know what can happen if you choose to go against this right?" I crimped my lips defiantly and looked away. Chase sprinted to us from the array of warriors. He was the Gamma of the pack and it was his duty to train the warriors. His hair was golden in the sun and beads of perspiration trickled down his bulging muscles as he came to a halt before us. "The border patrol team sees nothing alarming for now." That was what he said when he got to Enid. Enid seems to process what Chase just said silently, his gaze on his training defenders.

The small boy in my arms giggles. "You're not allowed to hurt the Luna, Alpha" she says stubbornly. Austin's eyebrows lift suddenly and I giggle. I suddenly get an idea. "Kids, come here" I call and soon all the kids in the room come over- ranging from six to fifteen. "I think the Alpha needs to be taught how to take a joke so why don't you play Chase?" Chase is a game that werewolf kids have been playing for centuries. It's the same as tag to humans but a lot messier with us. Instead of there being one person trying to get everyone else, it's everyone else trying to get one person. Austin pales remarkably as I say this and the kids cry out with joy. "Better get running, Your Highness"