Paw Patrol Precious Novels & Stories

"I'll help you stop her." That's nice and all but can we talk about how in the world Sei is your real mate? Does the word 'mate' have meaning anymore or is it just for everyone? "Thank you, Daffodil. This will not be forgotten." I told her blankly, turning to look at the storm that was beginning to get more aggressive. Precious' eyes were no longer the colour they usually were, they were a milky white colour, as if she was blind. It was a creepy sight to see on someone I had believed was human for so long.

So leaving it like that will have us looking forward to seeing each other and being with each other one last time before we spend Christmas as a whole family. I smiled and went to join my friends in the living room. Yes, Paige and Susan were here because they didn't want to leave me alone until Vee arrived. Precious left this morning to be with her family in Swaziland. "Hey.. are you done masturbating for Valentia fucken Louw?" Paige asked the moment I walked back in. I rolled my eyes, "really? So that's what I was doing?" "I don't know... you do know that you are not loud.. so you could have been doing it."

It was taking him time, but I could feel he was trying to mimic my actions, trying to find our pup. I’m taken off guard at seeing something. Looking around, I’m in a nursery of some kind. The place didn’t look like it was here, but it looked to be the one at Luna Beth’s pack. ‘Babe, I don’t think they are here. Is it that Luna Beth’s pack?’ I asked Calvin, who I heard growling not too far from me. ‘Why is our pup over there!’ I got up from my seat to go to him. When I smelled Sally growling, I marched towards where her scent was only to be met with her and Precious by her side with a camera crew.

After my mom died, I was the only one who was able to follow in her footsteps, and most even said I was better than Mom, and it showed because the Goldclaw Pride Pack’s profits came mainly from the perfume company. “I will never let anyone take the perfume company or laboratory away from the Palemane Claws Pack again,” I declared. “The first step had been done- I had held a press conference about it last time, and from what Felix told me, most of you watched it.” “Everything I said during the press conference is true. It is my promise to all of you.” I kept looking at each of my pack members straight in their eyes to make sure they knew how serious I was. “This is just the beginning. And we

“I did nothi-ing, h-hik, I-I forgot everything and was locked up in some shallow space all decorated with stones. After everything their ancestor did to me, a beautiful prison is what they built as an apology! A BEAUTIFUL PRISON! “All I knew was that I had to sit there all day eating and doing nothing, only escaping once in a while, and even if I was being used I had to as it was my only entertainment. Even until I was branded, all I regretted was how no one came anymore until… he came. “He knew what I wanted, he promised to humor me if I followed him and I did… hik, then I meet you… hik… I can’t even tell you how much I like you waahhh!!!” Childish and high-pitched like a little girl’s, Paw

of the Crimson Flame Pack, using sound blasts to disorient enemies. The Gamma in charge of recruitment looked up, frowned, and waved them off. "Under eighteens aren't allowed——" His words cut short. Paisley spun and leaped, steel studs on her boot soles sparking against the ground. Her whip lashed out like a living thing, ensnaring a granite target twenty paces away. Her left arm suddenly shifted, gray wolf fur bristling with veins, wolf claws gripping the whip handle tightly. With a muffled roar, spiderweb-like cracks spread across the rock surface. As chunks fell away, they revealed the Dragon Ash's ice-pattern insignia embedded within—a provocative display of a wolf's trophy.

transformed. He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. "Good," he murmured. As we dressed, his fingers lingered on my skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I caught sight of myself in the cracked mirror and barely recognized the woman staring back. My lips were swollen, my eyes bright with a wild sort of joy. Suddenly, a voice crackled through what I now realized was an earpiece in the stranger's ear. "Boss, the coast is clear. But we need to move. Now."

POV: AARON My paws struck the water formed by the fine drizzle that soaked my fur, the sound muffled by the steady rhythm of my steps on the drenched ground. The cold tried to seep in, but it couldn’t penetrate the thick Lupine coat that protected me. The longing and desperate need to see my pup burned in my chest, a flame nothing could extinguish. Rigan was alive. I released a howl to the sky, a burst of pure happiness that echoed through the forest, reverberating among the tall, shadowed trees.

"He was so full of life, so full of joy." Miss Thompson's face fell, her eyes filled with tears. "But everything changed when Mrs. Blackhood got pregnant," she whispered, her voice trembling. "She barely had time for Asher anymore. She'd get frustrated with his energy, his noise...she even burned his favorite cape once, the one he loved so much." Miss Thompson's eyes welled up with tears, her voice cracking, she bit her lip trying to control her tears. "She… did lock my little Asher in his room for hours, leaving him alone in the dark. And when Arlo was born...it was like Asher didn't exist anymore."

I fall to my knees and she comes closer to me, chuckling. “Hey, babe. No, we aren’t dead.” I go to ask where we are when I hear a low whimper. I look down and see a pure white pup with a crescent moon on it’s forehead and the brightest blue eyes you have ever seen. They sparkle like sapphires. Looking at Aura and the pup, I gasp and cover my mouth, shaking my head as tears brim in my eyes. “Destinee, this is Celeste. My pup. She is Dahlia’s wolf.” I choke on a sob as Aura nudges the pup towards me.