Paw Patrol Pups Save Friendship Day の小説・ストーリー

Lola rushed to sever any connections we had before Timothy could finish his sentence. She added, "I've had Mishu and Tony for ten years, too! But that doesn't mean anything!" Mishu was the cat I gave her when she turned 18, while Tony was the dog she adopted because she was worried Mishu would be lonely. Lola was so desperate to explain that her voice trembled on the edge of tears. I, on the other hand, felt my heart grow colder with every word she said. Her other friends were throwing insults at me, calling me shameless, saying I was taking advantage of the Smith family.

Just when I think Dominic is going to kill them, he stops, leaving the three barely breathing while Miles takes the whip and walks away. "I will let them live with this shame, but our alliance ends here. From now on, the Forest Paw pack is our enemy. Those of you who wish to stay will become my pack's enemy as well. If you wish to leave, we welcome new, loyal members with open arms. We leave in two hours.” My mate walks towards me, kissing my forehead and ordering Lease and Concra to guard me before heading inside. Blood is splattered along his arm from the whip he held just moments ago. Christian helps me inside as the wolves from Forest Paw do their best to scrape the three nearly dead wol

Victorious. Walking back to the heart of our camp, I couldn't help but notice the joyful faces around us. Young children tumbled and played, their energy contagious. And as the pups, babies born during their parents on their wolf forms, caught sight of me, their Luna, their tails wagged furiously, tongues lolling in canine grins. Their excitement was palpable, their loyalty unwavering. I crouched down, allowing the pups to swarm around me, nuzzling and licking in affectionate frenzy. Their innocence and exuberance were a bright contrast to the violence of battle, a reminder of why we fought so fiercely—to give a better future to our young ones.

Corbin was sitting on the floor with all seven pups sitting on the couch behind him, awake and drinking their bottles, dressed in warm clothes in their respective colours. When Corbin saw Kaeden, he beamed. Jumping up, he said to the pups, “Okay pups, mama’s here. What do we say?” “Happy birthday, mama,” Corbin said. “Waaaa wawawawawaaaaa,” the pups said all together. Baby Caiden flopped onto his back and fell asleep. Corbin rolled his eyes, then went up to his mate, “Happy birthday, mate!!” Kaeden smiled with tears on his face and hugged Corbin. Kissing him on the lips, he said, “Thanks, mate!”

The air was electric with energy, filled with the sound of their excited barks and playful growls, as the grassy field became their canvas for youthful antics. My pup, Alma, with her sleek, dark coat that seemed to shimmer in the light, bounded joyfully across the meadow. Her vibrant spirit matched that of Matt’s pup, Sionavar—Sion for short—whose striking silver fur caught the sunlight like a beacon. Alice’s pup, Kerian, was undeniably mischievous, with sparkling green eyes and a quick, darting movement that always kept him a step ahead. Kim’s pup ZaZu, adorned with unique patches of gray and black, gilded gracefully through the grass, while Cam’s pup Rema, the largest of the group, exuded

The pup pulled me out, and in the open where the Alphas were setting up wood fire. “I want you to meet my friends.” “Oh! I am excited.” A group of pups were huddled in the far corner, busy carving out with left over wood in front of them. I sat on my knees, mouth parting at the masterpieces some of them managed to make. “Wow, they are so pretty. Are you sure you want to throw them away?” One of the pup, a six-year-old girl, bobbed her head. “Luna, we can always make more next time!”

ALEXANDER’S POV After thirty minutes, everything concerning the pups was over. They had cut their cake, their laughter ringing through the air as they received gifts from friends, family, business partners, investors, and even Alphas and Lunas from other packs who had come with their children to celebrate.

My new puppy, Bonbon, has chocolate brown fur, and she is just a cutie, tiring Champ with her playfulness every day. I was called to our packland’s border because some rogues asked for entrance. As I arrive, I take a moment to observe the scene from my seat. It seems they are not here to fight. They look like a father with three pups. “Beta Nate.” one of the guards approaches me, while another stays close to the intruders. This was not what I expected when I received a mind link that rogues had been spotted at the border. “Hi, Scott. What do we have here?” I ask, looking at the intruders while petting my dogs’ heads.

These last few months have been the most incredible months of my life, and I’m happy to report that the pack is flourishing more than ever. With Sorrell as my Luna, we have worked hard to whip this pack into shape. Since Sorrell took her oath and we completed our bond, we got straight to work. The entire pack officially participates in training. Even the children. The children have different days and times, so it doesn’t impact their sleep schedules and their schooling, and some parents were unsure at first, but the pups have taken to it with gusto, and guess who handles the pup's training? That would be my fantastic Luna.

They had been incredibly close before being taken, and the five years after that only brought them closer together. Killian had taken a liking to me, so it was easy to get caught up in his adorability. It made me wonder if our pups would look like Killian or if they would take after Kai. Either way, they would be perfect. Jackson, Papa, and Leonidas had really taken to one another. Apparently, Jackson and Papa had a close friendship. They both regaled us all with stories of what Xander and I were like back when we were pups. Daniel even threw in stories about Ethan and us. The more stories they told, the more our memories of that surfaced.