Pippa Grant Reading Order Novels & Stories

I say, Clayton squeezes my leg under the table. “So can I come train with your pack?” Pippa says out of nowhere, she sighs sounding like a moody teenager. “Why?” I ask, even though I already know the answer. “Because you were always the best, you could kick all the males' asses. Plus if I am to be an Alpha female I will need to be trained by one” she finishes by crossing her arms over her chest. I laugh and look up at Clay, he just smiles. “She’s not wanting to train with me, it’s all your choice” he says, I catch the smile on Dylan’s face. Not the cocky one of late but a real smile. Pippa is almost jumping up and down with excitement the minute I agree.

Sometimes our arms rub but its not the same. After ten minutes or so, Parker takes out a book. Hannah flips a few pages and shakes her head. “That’s a bit advanced for me. Even Scarlett’s books had really big words,” she says, closing it. I peer over to see what she’s got. “The Royal Guard of The Moon Goddess.”

“Together.” The sunlight streaming through the library windows had shifted to a mellow gold, catching dust motes in the air. We had been here since morning—surrounded by piles of parenting books, notebooks, and scattered sticky notes with phrases like feeding intervals and safe sleep positions. The smell of parchment and tea mixed with the faint floral scent of Seraphina’s hair. By afternoon, we were down to the last book on the stack—its title written in soft silver across the cover: From Pack Leader to Father: Transitioning with Grace.

Defeated, she grabs a book from under a pillow: ‘How to take care of a baby chick: A guide for beginners’ . TBC

As determined as I am to not like or trust any of these Atalaxians…Pippa seems to somehow be immune. She pulls open the door a little, peeking out, and then pulls it open all the way. “Oh, hello!” she says, half excited, half wary. I peer beyond her and instantly see the reason why.

Approaching the stairs that slowly lead downstairs, Grant can’t help but finally spot the book she was holding, his curiosity getting the better of him as he moves to ask her about the book, “What are you reading today Agapi (Love)?” “Oh this? Um, well…” pausing in her words, Isabella suddenly becomes unsure what to say to him as a blush begins to form upon her face once more. “It’s just a book about werewolves, that’s all, really.” Sensing there was more to the story than what she was leading on, does Grant decide to play along, at least for now until he quickly decides to snatch the book away from her, making her gasp in utter surprise. “GRANT!”

Pippa said through gritted teeth. Larissa swept her a contemptuous glance and a teasing smile. "Perfect. I quit. From now on, Pippa the pig can lead a group of pigs to clean up the patients' shit and piss!" "Skye, what's with that attitude?" Pippa was so furious that she could barely contain herself, and she ended up laughing in disbelief. "Hehe, that's right. You're a total loser compared to Savannah. No wonder you're bitter. "You're useless. Once you leave here, you can only make do by being a hooker!"

Her shoes were still on. Pippa came out just a few minutes later, quick as ever. She’d pulled on a black and red plaid skirt with ripped tights and chunky boots, a faded band tee under her jacket. Her purple hair was spiked up around her face, and she pulled on a pair of fingerless gloves, flexing her fingers like she was gearing up for battle. “You look cool,” I said, and meant it. Pippa grinned, a flash of something brave under all the tiredness. “I didn’t want anyone thinking I was weak today.”