Paw Patrol Precious Owner Novels & Stories

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.

Elliot’s POV The bank alert came in exactly at 2:17 AM. Debit: $15,000 – Anonymous Art Acquisition. I stared at the screen lying on the couch at my villa. Imagining the painting already hanging in my private collection room. I had always wanted that painting. The one Scott had poured his soul into after our first night. The one that captured the exact moment I’d choked him and bred him raw against that hotel wall. I wanted to keep it in my playhouse and have him stare at it while I fucked him from behind but that would be after I figured out how to tell him I own his painting now.

I nod, the words caught in my sandpaper-dry throat. “SPEAK! PET!” His powerful growl sent a shiver through my body. Shit. I am going to die… “Yes, master. I will follow your orders.” I clasped my hands in front of me, trying to keep the calm in my voice and keep my hands from shaking out of control. “Good… Listen up, pet. There is something in the Crystal Lake Packhouse I need you to retrieve for me. It’s a family heirloom so to speak.”

Karl bowed and grabbed the substance as he left. I tapped my forefinger on the table as my head clouded with thoughts. Who dared to infiltrate my turf and sell without my permission? Whoever that is should count his fucking days. Valeria pov “Who's a good girl, you are, you are,” I said to Penny as I gave her a belly rub. She wagged her tail and licked my hand. “Valeria,” Priya called out, and I looked up at her. “Can I talk to you?”

Axel gasps in shock, making them turn to us. “Y.. our maj…” the left dude trailed off, pushing her away. I looked at her ashamed, I was boiling inside. I can’t believe she had me fooled. It was all because of her and her feelings. I avoided Silver like the plague, so she was this rotten. A loud, shrill cry broke me out of my thoughts. I walked inside the room and a pup was on the bed. I went to her and her face was red and moist in tears, so she heard her pup crying and she ignored it. I carried her up gently, patting her back softly. She stopped crying, warming up to me. I looked at her and she looked like Anastacia with a bit of Axel, definitely Axel is the owner and I feel so relieved. I

He probably had emergency supplies for every possible scenario, color-coded and alphabetized. "Let me see your wrist." "It's fine—" "Lyra." He knelt in front of me, and the sight of Damien Blackthorne on his knees was so unexpected I forgot to protest when he took my hand. His fingers were gentle as he examined where Killian had grabbed me. "It's already bruising." "I heal fast." My voice came out quieter than I intended. "Comes with the whole werewolf package. Well, when my wolf isn't bound and useless."

I reply straightforwardly, keeping my voice steady, "My mind doesn't know anything about an employer, but the King of Diamonds is indeed my personal property." Malia watches my face with deep disapproval in her eyes. "Derek, your boss is Alpha Marvin Yates, the wealthiest territory alpha in the entire Beacon Moon Territory, isn't he? Every single wolf across these borders knows who really owns that legendary diamond in their vault. Why does your tongue always try to make your own rank look better by claiming another powerful wolf's wealth and pack dominion as your own?"

He pointed something out to Rhys who looked into the room at the Were and his new mate. Rhys read quietly out loud for the group to hear. "The silver wolf will topple the leader and mate with a blond panther with grey eyes." They all looked at Tracy and Konstantin. "It's all playing out the way your mate described it to you isn't it?" Alistair looked sideways at Guillame. "She was a panther." It wasn't a question, Alistair was sure. The Belgian Were smiled at the memory of his sweet Orsolya. "Yes, she was, with red hair, and a beautiful red coat. And Katy's panther will look exactly like her I am sure."

Melody releases the white pup to her trusty confidant. Azalea embraces Pearl, gushing and melting just as Melody has, “Look at you, Pearl, you have hazel golden brown eyes, white fur, and a little black wet nose.” Azalea snuggles Pearl, in a rocking motion, like she’s a baby. Leo appears at the screen door, his figure barely visible through the black netting. “Mom, can I come outside with you?” A giggle expels from Melody, “Yes you may, thank you for asking first!”

And that was why she was the first person Mikayla turned to in a time like this. “What is this pet deal about? Is this some sort of a kink? Have you slept together? Do you know anything about his background? How can you make sure that he didn’t lie to you? Oh, and how did he willing to be a pet? Have you asked his reasoning?” Her celebrity friend asked her several questions with the speed of light, and Mikayla was slowly figuring out which question to answer first. It had been days that she lived with Davey like this, and she still couldn’t get used to the concept. She didn’t know his intention, and we just went with the flow somehow.