Paw Patrol: Pups Save Ryder Novels & Stories

River gave one last kiss and hoped off Kydence’s lap and pranced to the room behind her mom. While the pups were changing and relaxing the others continued their conversations. “Did I see correctly this morning,” Kota started, “did I see two small balls of fur darting around this morning?” He chuckled. “Yup, Rebel and Ryder.” Blaze laughed. “They are our little troublemakers; they sometimes drag their sister into their mischievousness. Not that she sticks around for any of it.” He chuckled. “Wow, they can shift already.” Kydence asked with surprise.

“We got the pup out and she’s perfectly okay. But we are trying our best to save the Luna. Thanks to her wolf, she’s not that weak but her wolf is since her wolf took all the pain instead. We hope her wolf heals fast so she can heal too.” Ryder sighed and rubbed his neck. He held the doctors hands. “Please save her. I beg you. Do everything you can to save her.” “I will”, the doctor said. “You should go check on your pup.” Ryder nodded and walked to the nursery where his daughter would be.

I snapped, the heat in my voice surprising even me. Ryder’s eyes widened, and he raised his hands. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to barge in,” he said quickly. He stepped back, but his gaze stayed on me, soft but intense. “I just… have you always lived like this? In this kind of place?” I frowned, my guard up. “Why are you in my room?” I asked, crossing my arms. “What do you want?” He looked almost embarrassed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m Ryder, Alpha of the Pawmoon Pack,” he said, like we were meeting for the first time. “Do you… remember me?”

“Are two bitches too much for you to handle?” “At least I dealt with those cops! And in my defense,” Snake replied in his usual whiny voice. “Those bitches are Britney Cooper and Grace Carlson, and they’re fucking the Wolf Riders' top dogs.” He scoffed. “They have more security than the fucking president of the United States!” “I want results,” Viper snarled. “Not excuses!” I heard a loud back and when he continued, his voice had dropped to a threatening growl. “If they’re not dead, you’ll be! Do I make myself clear?”

He grabbed the warrior beside him by the neck and roared, "What the hell were you idiots thinking? How could you throw a pup whose wolf isn't even yet stable into a pool with silver powder? This is murder!" The warrior looked at Leon in terror, then quickly glanced toward Emily, who stood there with an indifferent expression. Emily hurriedly took Lucas' arm and said with a voice full of concern, "Lucas, the pup's safety is what matters. Let's check on Leon first." Lucas snapped back to his senses. He quickly sliced his palm open and dripped his Alpha blood into Leon's mouth. Leon's eyelids fluttered slightly, then opened just a crack. The last thread holding me together snapped. I threw myse

Her long whiskers felt the breeze and wriggled in response as she tried to sense the direction. Rhys watched in awe as his little one morphed into her panther form. She was long and sleek and beautiful. Her coat was the exact same color red as her hair, her eyes the same green. And her scent was the same, mint and cinnamon. She walked to her mate and pawed him with her huge feet but kept her claws sheathed. He could see them and could imagine the damage they could do if she wished. He stroked her coat, and she leaned into him, purring again. "You're so beautiful little one." He looked up for a moment and saw Guillame watching them. At first his wolf was angered, but Rhys was sad for him. He

My eyes closed. Suddenly, I heard a grunt; the spell was immediately lifted off me and I could see one of my scouts pounce on him and soon his head was severed from the rest of his body. Blood squirted from his carotid, tainting the grey fur of my scout. I stood up and shook myself; my paw stung from the burn of the torch. Soon I heard a deafening yelp in my head. The other scouts were in trouble! I raced back as fast as I could with the rest of my wolves to where we had left them. The yelp came again and it was even more horrific. We soon got there and the sight that met us was terrifying. Two of my wolves were lay bloodied on the ground. One had died and the other was bleeding profusely. T

Or what? The Ironclaws hesitated. Ryder smiled then, sharp and dangerous. “Run.” They didn’t need to be told twice. They vanished into the trees, their fear leaving a sour trail behind them. Silence fell. Ryder lifted Eyrix fully into his arms, cradling him like he weighed nothing. Eyrix’s body shuddered from pain and exhaustion. Easy, Ryder murmured. I’ve got you. Don’t… Eyrix whispered weakly. Don’t pretend you’re kind.