Scout Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

“Like it was a gift. Do you think that ends with only one pup?” Word of the birth‑claim hearing had spread. So, I had the phrase “mother attendance mandatory.” Wolves argued in low voices about what that meant. Elowen felt none of it. She paced her own cage under Meridian. Listened to the scrape of pens and the clack of seals. Counted footsteps. Watched shifts. Waited. *** Near dawn, a scout returned to the Lunaris‑Nightmoor camp at a near‑run, dust streaked up his legs, eyes too wide.

Most of the patrols are only 3 people total but now that we will have more wolves available we will be increasing the size of the patrols as well as the frequency of them. "Alright so for you men, we have done this patrol hundreds of times. We are going to take the perimeter down to the creek and then take the long way around. We will all spread out in twos and do a sweep. Keep with your partner at all times and there should be no issue. Since we have an odd number of wolves I will be going in between partners to check on everyone. Now, partners are going to be one male and one female. Men, make sure that you are showing your partner what all to look out for. If I find any of you not being n

“The rest of you, take defense positions.” They separated into three groups; scouts, patrollers, and defenders. Cohen delegated the defenders to Jaxon while he joined Zachariah on scouting to cover more ground. Cohen shifted into his wolf once more and began to sniff around to catch any peculiar scent. Because of the light rain, it would be harder to track any scent. He kept going until he found a fake ground. He pulled the camouflage tarp and revealed spiky woods. He relayed the information and had to make a slight detour.

Korra's hand went to the dagger at her belt, the one Councilor Damien had gifted her after the battle, and she forced herself to breathe slowly. "Sera, Maya, scout move ahead. Rok and Dax, secure our rear. Finn, come with me. Thalia, center position." They moved like a well-oiled machine despite this being their first patrol together. Korra felt a surge of pride that they trusted her commands without question. The blood trail led to a small clearing where they found a young wolf, barely more than a pup, badly wounded and unconscious. "Rogue?" Dax asked nervously. "No pack scent," Finn confirmed. "Probably a loner caught by something bigger."

Michael was having a hard time waiting, especially since they were a mated and marked pair. Brett had been promoted to lead scout and had been engaged in training other wolves to be scouts, as well as going on his own scouting missions. Typically, warriors were sent out to scout, but Brett’s unique abilities in both areas have shown to be quite useful, and Callan had been working to find those within the pack that would make good scouts.

he asks in a low growl. "Michela Cruz." He makes no response and glares quietly, leaning on his elbows. His knitted eyebrows and broad, bulky shoulders only accentuate his already predatory air. I had known these very eyes when they were a lanky 15-year-old's, though, they now belong to a dangerously gorgeous panther of a man. So unless they are jetting out flaming bullets, I will still comfortably return the stare. It is a full minute, I'm sure, before he finally leans back in his seat and speaks.

“A couple of them wouldn’t let me in, and the pack that opened the gates had heavy security. They said their scouts are a few days late to return, so the whole pack is on alert.” If the witch had been around, he would have instantly suspected she’d got her hands on them and hexed them. But they’d had peace for a year now; it was unlikely that anyone else would want to start a war when they had all suffered losses at Hailey’s hands. It was likely the scouts had encountered some other problem but they would report the matter soon. All pack scouts were highly skilled; they trained as warriors as well as the additional skills they needed to do their job.

Clay’s POV I was so excited to be home! When we realized that one of us needed to scout the Hazelwood pack borders for ourselves, we knew it was going to take at least a week. We needed to study their defenses, determine where their sentries were stationed and how often they changed shifts. Patrol patterns weren’t that easy to decipher in less than a few days' time. Unfortunately, I’d lost the game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to determine who would go and who would stay with our mate. Leaving Mallory home alone was never an option. Not with Colton lurking around every corner, just waiting for a chance to catch her on her own.

Lovato had performed a hypnosis on her to make her forget that traumatic experience… Even if it was for a while, Lovato would do anything to keep Scarlett's sanity intact. "Yes...but we are not bringing much! We are going to a small hotel then we'll go from there." "Yay!!!" Scarlett squealed, as she was jumping in circles and with so much excitement. How could she not get excited, when it was with her beloved father and they were heading out on their very first business trip together, they were also going to meet her mother.

Patricia whispered, bowing her head. Layla chimed in, her eyes red. "Please, Daddy. She’s so pitiful. What if she really goes?" I surrendered. I sent the kids back to their classes and drove Shea and Patricia to the hospital myself. "Do you have your pack ID, Shea?" She shook her head. "Do you know the number?" "Shea doesn't have an ID, Mr. Parker," Patricia answered for her. I was floored. In Mysticfall, everyone had an ID—even the stray pups in the shelters. How could a member of the Carter family have nothing?