Novel & Cerita Paw Patrol Precious Owner

Patricia whispered, bowing her head. Layla chimed in, her eyes red. "Please, Daddy. She’s so pitiful. What if she really goes?" I surrendered. I sent the kids back to their classes and drove Shea and Patricia to the hospital myself. "Do you have your pack ID, Shea?" She shook her head. "Do you know the number?" "Shea doesn't have an ID, Mr. Parker," Patricia answered for her. I was floored. In Mysticfall, everyone had an ID—even the stray pups in the shelters. How could a member of the Carter family have nothing?

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?”

His eyes dropped to the gesture and filled with fire. “For every month that you're my pet, your mother's hospital bills will be paid. If I'm still pleased with you after five months, I'll arrange a permanent payment plan for her.” Nothing felt better in that moment; sucking the devil's cock and getting the help I needed for my mother.

"Sorry, wasn't listening." She glared at me balefully. Actually, I knew through the darkening of her eyes that she was pissed. The rest of her face was set in that weirdly stationery mode. I bit my tongue to stop from commenting on her botox addiction. "What I am trying to say," she grits out, "is that your father has crossed some very powerful people in his quest for power. He conned Clearwater out of a lot of money and now he is back to take it all away from your father. He bought out all the other shareholders and now he is a majority shareholder with 55percent, and now he wants to be the CEO." Clearwater? That was the name of our mansion, and also the town we lived in. We owned not just

Jasper looks suspicious, but kisses her hand and waits to hear what she has to say. “Dad- uh, I-I mean, Mister Cirillo bought us a puppy to be friends with our wolves. His name is Mister Happy. He’s a Saint Barnyard and still in our bedroom.” Kara pouts to match Katie. Jasper suppresses a laugh at her mispronunciation. “He’ll be sad without us.”

“Hop up. You can pass me the big tin over there and help me put marshmallows in. Did you remember to wash your hands?” She nodded vigorously. “Good girl.” She smiled down at her and winked. “Uncle Keshaun won’t even notice if you ate a marshmallow or two.” The girl giggled loudly and stuffed several marshmallows into her mouth. “What is your name, love?” Famke asked her. “My name is Precious. I am five. My mommy and daddy died three months ago before my birthday. My Uncle Royal takes care of me now.”

Getting up from the desk, I flung him onto it, panting like a crazed woman, positioned myself over his cock, and slid down. "Yes, just like that, pussycat. Ride my cock." He hissed through his teeth as he rotated my breasts in circles as I ground my hips against him, claiming him as he claimed me. He would always be my Panther, and I would always be his pet. And hopefully one day his wife. #matesforlife

he repeated firmly, the deep echo of his voice reverberating through the room. “And no one questions what I claim.” My heart dropped, and my stomach churned with something unfathomable. I could feel the sound of my own heart shattering in my own ears. “Then it is settled,” an elder said, jolting me from my reverie. And just like that, I'd been claimed by a man who'd never shown me his face–Prince Darion. …

We have separate garage for the Black SUV that the MIB's use. "1 to 35 choose precious." I ask again. "I want 29!" She shouts. I press 29 on the remote and a car near the back flash it's headlight. Precious runs towards the car while I am following silently. When I saw what car she chooses, I internally laugh. Daddy will be pissed because I get to drive first his newly purchase Bugatti Chiron instead of him.  "Good choice precious!" I praised. The MIB handed me the key and open the car for precious. I place my hand on top of her head because she might hit the frame of the door with her head.

another elder whispered to me. “She is not stepping out of my mansion, and no one is going to take her away from me,” I responded, looking him straight in the eyes. “So you would start a war because of an Omega? The fact that we’re here right now because of her alone is repulsive. It’s another thing if you want to…” Elder Grim chipped in. “I would gladly burn the Crescent Moon pack to the ground with no regrets if it meant she belonged to me now.” “What’s so special about her anyways?” the other elder asked, and that question actually got me thinking about the whole thing.