Save The Cat Novels & Stories

At this point, I was sure I was only alive because of Lucas. “I suggested we kill her,” Theo said loudly, “but you wanted her to be spared so she could join the Wild Cats.” He paused, then added, “Or she’ll be executed.” “Well, she is a Wild Cat,” Lucas told him calmly. Theo sneered. “Last time, we didn’t finish the final stage of becoming a Wild Cat. She still has to win a fight to the death.” People in the room started cheering, excited by the idea. I swallowed hard. Come on, Lucas… say something. Save me.

“Why are you pretending not to know me? Or you're just avoiding me huh?” He shook his head. “My name isn't Michael, and we’ve not met before, if not now. I only saved you.” he narrated and almost walked out but I obstructed his way. “Uh-huh? Is it a crime to save someone in danger?” “It's me, your mate. I am Catherine, your kids are in the hospital, still struggling to survive and I came after you. Don't tell me you lost your memories, Alpha.” I approached him while he kept stepping back. “Stop doing this, let's go back to the palace. I'm glad you're alive.”

Lola says taking her out of my arms, I moved to change my clothes, by the time I was done my friend have come over, finally help is here! I ran downstairs to meet with him, I need his help especially with her sick episode this morning, I opened the door for him and started a new fresh pot of coffee, I offered him one and sat down with him for a talk. "Now tell me about the kitten" my friend asks. "You know about the people who smuggle kittens?" I say between gritted teeth. "Did you buy them from smugglers?" my friend asks concerned. "No, I saved her" I say all proud of myself, but now how to deal with her.

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, "And what do you fuck do you mean a prisoner? In this house? What had he done?" "We will explain everything later, you will understand what's going on. But not now. We don't have much time. Your husband will be home soon, and you really need to come with us," Ethan looked me in the eye, his expression serious. "We can't tell you why exactly...but you're the only one who can save him from his confinement." Their words sank in slowly a mixture of fear, disbelief. But I knew they were telling the truth. Just like the voice last night I could feel an urge…to do something about the situation.

Using magic to hold the door open—it locks from the inside, I remember now—I pull the cleanest box I can find from the dumpster and go back inside. “So you’re leaving?” Eliza asks when I set the box down outside the office door. “Yes, be relieved.” I open the office door and look in for Scott. He’s huddled under the desk, looking a little pathetic. Dammit. I should have turned him into hairless rat. I love cats too much. “Come on,” I say to Scott-cat. “I’ll change you back. Eventually.” I put him in the box but don’t close it just yet. I need to poke a few air holes in it first.

“Like what? I was just taking a catnap.” The pun wasn’t lost on me. “Har, har. You really should learn to keep the cat puns to a minimum.” “That would be a cat-tastrophe. I don’t know how I could ever go on.” His snickers resonated through the phone. “I don’t know if I should dislike you more or respect your tenacious side. But either way, I come bearing news.” On his side, I heard shifting and papers shuffling. “What is it?” “It’s about the little one, Kataya.”

What a douche. Decency my fine ass. I turned to Catia, a smile on my face. “So, what do you do?” “Um, I just keep the sheep in line while they graze. Some of them try to run off or get distracted but I can reel them in with this.” she pointed to a stick with a curved end. She reminded me a little bo peep. “Well that sounds boring, but I’m gonna follow you anyway.”

All that matters is her, my Little Angel, sitting in front of me, the only thing that's mine. A woman catwalks over, slipping beside me like she belongs there. She grabs my tie, leans in close, her breath hot against my ear. “Want to have a good time?” she purrs, her voice dripping with invitation. I don’t even look at her. “Leave before I strangle you,” I growl. She hesitates, catching a glimpse of the fury in my eyes. “Such a bummer,” she mutters, stepping away, disappointed. I focus my attention back on Blue.

I quickly typed back, "Seven thousand dollars?" "Yeah," Lenny replied immediately. "Our cat is a little princess. Just imagine how jealous the other cats would be if they rode back in a Maybach." I stared at this message, still reeling in disbelief. Even I, the owner, had never ridden in a Maybach. Yet, Lenny expected me to spend seven thousand dollars so my cat could ride in one? Seeing that I didn't reply, Lenny immediately sent a voice message. "Why aren't you replying? I'm doing you a favor here."

“What did you forget?” Derek pointed toward the back of the supermarket. “My cat.” Clara went completely still. For a moment, she didn't even know how to react. Clara slowly dragged a hand down her face. “Let's go get your cat.” Because apparently, finding the mysterious survivor the System had sent her to rescue wasn't enough. Now she had to save his cat too.