Save The Cat Novels & Stories

"But I’m not interested anymore.” I gently pulled my hand away from his tight grip, my face calm and my voice cool. However, he would not let go, even pushing the old tiger plushie I had thrown out back into my hands. "Carol, look at this tiger. I found it in the trash and fixed it up. It's like us. We can fix things too!" he said. I listened to his wild voice and kept the sharp words I wanted to say to myself.

Then five. "I just want to go on record," I said to no one in particular, "that I saved a man tonight. That's all I did. I was walking home, minding my business, and I stopped because it was the right thing to do." I paused. "I did not agree to any of this. I did not sign anything. I did not ask to be involved in whatever this is. I just want my apartment back. My notes. My life. I have an exam—" "In six days," Kane said. "You've mentioned it."

But standing here, I realized I didn't need to anymore. The police knew the truth. The doctors knew. The daycare teacher knew. And as Leo grew up, he would know, too. But most importantly... I knew. Suddenly, a faint, familiar meow drifted from the edge of the cemetery path. I whirled around. A small orange tabby cat was sitting on the stone steps, the white tip of its tail twitching rhythmically. It was Jellybean. My little cat who had slipped out the back door last year. I had cried for a week straight when he vanished.

Dorian POV The phone was still in my hand. I stared at the screen - blocked number, encrypted signal. Cowards. Alpha Caden of Silver Creek thought he could end the conversation on his terms. He was wrong. I moved to my desk, pulled the encrypted satellite cell from the drawer. Only a few had the code to use it - Silver Creek was one of them. My thumb hovered over the dial, and I let my wolf rise just beneath the surface, coiled and ready.

Even though Athen was now shocked as she looked at the cat that had just betrayed her. “You have to.” It spoke in her head again. Freya’s heart warmed. So she could speak to this cat all this while? The cat had just tried to save her. Her mind flickered briefly to the first time she arrived at Twilight pack. The cat had been meowing at her wildly while it was nestled in Athena’s hands. The portal was starting to fade. Athena’s footsteps crunched the ground behind her. Freya’s eyes watered. She stared one last time at the creature who had saved her life, the cat that had spoken in her mind and stayed beside her all this time.

People stopped us every block, an older woman cooing, two teenagers snapping selfies, even a delivery guy on his bike pausing to say, “Yo, cute cat, man.” “See?” Carolina said, pointing like she’d just proven some scientific fact. “He’s a gato mágico. I told you.” “Or he’s just a kitten.” She gasped like I’d committed blasphemy. “Just a kitten? He is destiny in fur. Watch, he’ll change your whole life.” I shook my head, smirking despite myself. “You’re ridiculous.” “Ridiculously right,” she shot back, scribbling something into her notebook mid-stride without even looking where she was going. I had to grab her elbow to stop her from walking straight into a mailbox.

He mumbled against my ear, pulling me tighter. “What?” I asked, knowing fully well what I did. I was deliberately rubbing on him. I’m sorry, this kitty needs some cock. And before we get plunged back into reality. Cade thinks I shouldn’t stress, but I’m alright…and he better do something to this kitty else I’m going to jump his bones. “Stop rubbing on me,” he chuckled, you’re still…” “C’mon Cade, I’m good. Trust me…and you don’t have to hold back.”

His eye was twitching. It was a minute full of awkwardness for him. Curse this woman for making him did weird things in his life. "Oh, it's a female," Savannah shouted excitedly, hugging the ball of fur happily. She got a new friend, or probably a mate for Carrick. She just hoped that they would get along. Savannah turned towards Mr. Hernandez, still excited. "Can we bring her home, Mr. Hernandez?" "No." Her face fell. She looked at the cat with a frown.

Selena smiled, surprised that she actually listened to her for once. "See? It's not that difficult." She appreciated, turning her back to her to take out the cat's favorite cereals from her grocery bags, pouring some in its bowl. Cassandra watched as the cat magically appeared at the sound of the cereals falling in its bowl. She shrewdly nodded, a smirk forming on her lips, “If you are willing to wait a further eight months… who am I to stop you?”

The kitten squinted against the rain, determined to keep moving. I slipped off my windbreaker and held it above the cat, shielding it from the relentless downpour. Soaked to the bone, I still held firm, providing a shelter for the little one. "Survival of the fittest," a voice behind me said, deep and laced with sarcasm. "Even if you save it, it won't make it through the winter." I did not look back, just kept standing in the rain, my coat a makeshift canopy, watching the kitten's struggle. "If it wants to live, it deserves a chance to grow."