Paw Patrol Pups Save Ghost Novels & Stories

"But, I did not use my claws and fangs to do evil things like what your father ordered you to. Please, trust us. Mr. James can help you. We were in the middle of searching for a cure to get rid of the monsters inside us." "Fine," he finally growled. "We'll surrender. But only if you promise to let us go unharmed." I nodded, relief flooding through me. "We promise. Now, please, release the woman you're holding hostage." The Leviathan nodded and released the unconscious woman, allowing Jackson to scoop her up and carry her to the waiting car. As he did, I could feel the tension in the air begin to dissipate. But just as I thought the situation was under control, a growling sound filled the air

Her eyes moved quickly around the room before settling on me. “Kaye,” she whispered. “Can I talk to you.” I nodded and followed her into the hallway. Her fingers twisted in the hem of her shirt, wringing the fabric until it stretched. She lifted her gaze only long enough to meet mine, and in that brief look I saw something trembling inside her soul. “Three wolves got fevers overnight,” she said. “High fevers. They collapsed on patrol at dawn. They tried to hide it at first but by morning they could not stand.”

There was fresh blood on the floor, but the animal didn't react. I took a shaky step forward, my heart hammering against my ribs. The wolf didn't turn. I walked closer, standing five feet away and holding my bleeding hand out. Nothing. I walked until I was standing right next to the bars, inches from the cold metal. The wolf threw itself at the cage again, trying to get to Declan. Its claws sparked against the iron. It ignored me completely. I was invisible. "You really are a Ghost," Declan said softly. He walked up beside me. He raised the knife again and sliced his own palm.

That had been the one and only time Patty knew of that the entire town pulled together. Carter and Patty had been beat up by Marty’s henchman, Ghost. Patty would never forget that night she was working at the switchboard. She had just got off the radio with the fire department in the next county when she saw Ghost’s reflection in the glass behind her. She screamed for Carter and reached for the panic button, but Ghost was too fast for her. The last thing she remembered was a foot flying up to her face.

In front of the pups stood Marcus. My Gamma was covered in blood. But he didn't retreat. He snarled, snapping his jaws at the circling enemies. I didn't slow down. I slammed into the nearest grey wolf. The impact shattered his ribs. Before he hit the ground, my jaws closed around his throat. Snap. I tossed the corpse aside like a ragdoll and spun around to face the next one. "It's the Alpha! The Alpha is back!" The mental link exploded with relief. The despair that had choked my pack vanished, replaced by a renewed frenzy.

Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it. Unexpectedly, one jumped behind Lily, it opened its mouth full of long, pointed fangs, drooling at Lily. She screamed in despair, reaching out her right hand towards the beast. Suddenly, a beam of light from the red crescent-shaped birthmark in the center of Lily's right palm hit the beast. Both animals were immediately drawn to the roadside stand of two stone statues. Neither Lily nor Elias understood what was happening. Lily's body seemed to exude that power, so she lost her strength and fainted. Elias whirled around, taking her in his big palm.

He glared down at my paralyzed body. "It has been fun playing with you Bailey. Now, it's time to die." He raised his claws for a final strike and he was immediately pushed away by a powerful force. The wolf that pushed him, stood over me and then crumpled to the ground. His eyes pierced mine and they were unmistakable. It was Grey. He had used his last ounce of strength to save me. I watched him finally close his eyes peacefully and a single tear fell from his eyes. I cried my heart out. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't move. It was over.

Gary says as the heavy winds blew his hair, his voice is not clearly audible because of the noisy vehicle down the road. Ghost now has some hard thinking right now, as he moves floating slowly on the air like some wizard, he does not want to leave his friend here and so he comes up with a plan, he starts backing up, his hands still on fire and this makes the other wolves strong again, they can now move easily, they all point their guns at him as they slowly walks towards him to match him out.

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

It resembled heat haze over a frozen pond. Roric raised his lance, but Kael gestured for him to wait. "Don't waste the charge." Out of the gray mist emerged a wolf. But it wasn't an ordinary wolf; it was a Ghost-Packer. It stood nearly seven feet tall, made of a translucent, oily smoke that shifted and swirled. Instead of eyes, it had two hollow cavities filled with flickering violet static-the remnants of a soul deleted by Liora's "Link," yet refusing to leave the physical plane.