Pups Save Ghost Novels & Stories

By then, I couldn’t help but want to walk over just a little closer and look at her more clearly. However, suddenly, a soft, small pup hugged my leg. “Alpha, do you know where the candy is? I want candy.” I lowered my head to find a smaller version of Clary. Her eyes were round and bright, like purple grapes soaked in clear water. Even though I had never seen her before, the moment I caught the scent of the pup, my pupils shrank, my heartbeat quickened, and an instinctive familiarity surged through me. A strong protective instinct rose in me. My chest ached unbearably.

I want all of your attention. Aria stared at her phone, still smelling like tequila and lime. Her body reacted instantly, a warm pulse between her legs at the sight of his name. Aria: I actually have plans tonight. Ghost: Cancel them. She laughed under her breath, half-amused, half-nervous. The audacity. Aria: It doesn’t work like that. Ghost has tipped $20,000. The notification made her sit down on her bed hard. Twenty thousand dollars. Just like that.

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.

My father, still in wolf form, was breathing heavily as blood pooled out of his wound. Another wolf came through the door, poised to attack. He was momentarily stunned, looking over the dead bodies in the entryway. He howled fiercely, setting his eyes on me. He leaped in the air but was met by an invisible force that smacked him back to the floor. Ghost’s jaws clamped on the wolf’s neck and tore out its throat. I stayed still, guarding my father as the dead bodies piled up around us. As if signaling the arrival of a cavalry, menacing howls invaded the vast yard, jumping on any unmatched wolf. The rest of my father’s men were here.

And there - curled into a tight ball beneath a broken beam - was a tiny wolf pup, its fur matted with ash, eyes squeezed shut, chest rising and falling in terrified little jerks. Calder knelt, voice cracking. “Moon above…” Maddox gently scooped the pup up, holding it against his chest. “Hey, little one… you’re safe…” But the pup wasn’t looking at him. Its eyes - mismatched, one silver, one gold - opened wide and stared right past us. Our gaze folllowed. Right toward the tree line. Where something moved. Something tall. Something that smiled. And then it vanished in a thin air. And I knew this wasn’t over.

The pup only had a minor scratch on his arm from sharp rocks, but he was crying hysterically. "Mommy! It hurts!" The pup's crying echoed in the night. Rowan comforted him softly, "It's fine. I'm here." I called out once more, "Rowan!" My voice was even weaker now. He finally heard me and turned to look. I saw the hesitation in his eyes, but he turned back to look at the crying pup in his arms. After some more hesitation, he made his decision. He picked up Riley's pup and quickly walked toward the car parked at a distance.

"I suppose we have my dear sister and her three short-lived pups to thank for this." My knees finally gave out, and I crumpled to the ground. My ears were ringing, the world spinning around me. For a few seconds, darkness threatened to swallow me whole. My three pups were not lost because my body was weak. They were murdered, sacrificed while they still breathed, by their own father for his lover.

Paul was my butler. I pulled my hand away and turned to leave with Chloe's urn. Then something slammed into my back. Pain shot through me. I lost my balance and crashed to the ground. The urn slipped from my hands. "No!" I lunged for it. But before I could reach it, a foot kicked it away. "Bad woman! You bullied my mommy! I hate you!" David. The urn hit the ground. The lid popped off. Ashes scattered everywhere. My heart stopped.