Snow Puppy Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

Sabrina bites her bottom lip, giggles and nods, “I’m sorry you have a higher body count than I do and I don't want you to get bored with me.” I pull her close. “I love you so much,” I laugh. We hold each other and fall asleep. When we get up, it’s Sunday, so we are off today. I go make coffee for us and bring it to my mate as we sit on the private baloney that looks out onto the backyard. “I’m going to be your protector when I get big,” I lean forward and see a young pup named Chad talking to Sophie. “No one will ever hurt you.” “Every warrior wants to be good enough for you, Sophie,” Another warrior pup Devon tells her.

The puppy was undeniably cute, with a white, fluffy body. "Mom, look at this puppy, quick! I named it Snowball, isn’t it cute?" Lune's eyes shone, and she was very excited. She liked small animals. Baby animals like this would surely keep her hooked. Sonnet reached out, touched the little puppy, and smiled at Lune. "It's so cute!" "It's too adorable. I love it so much!" Lune said sincerely, rubbing her little face against the puppy's head. Sonnet followed Lune into the room. Johnson was sitting on the sofa, feeding two little parrots with melon seeds.

He suddenly burst out laughing so hard that he almost ran out of breath. "You actually think Darren is a pet dog? You're killing me!" I looked completely lost. Allie then turned to me with a complicated expression. "Kelsey, have you ever thought that maybe you're not looking after a dog at all, but a wolf? More precisely, a werewolf who can take human form? "In the werewolf world, powerful werewolves take on wolf form when they reach adulthood. They only return to human form after they find their destined mate, under the influence of their partner's scent.

I checked my stride as she turned her head. “Collins Parker, your claws have been tracking the young ones across the ice all afternoon,” Patricia murmured, her scent radiating calm support. “Let my old lines assume the watch over the pup for this solstice night.” “My inner fire is still burning high,” I replied, relieving her arms of the bundle. “I can guard his breath for another watch. He is a peaceful scout. He rarely raises a howl.” There were suns when I could simply leave him on the thick hide mats with a carved bone ring, and his wolf would remain silent for hours. The pup hadn't mastered the roll yet, eliminating any risk of him sliding off the elevated platform.

But today, I was determined to win them over. I gathered the pups in the clearing, their curious eyes following my every move. The clearing was a sun-dappled expanse of grass and wildflowers, surrounded by towering trees that whispered secrets in the breeze. The youngest pup, barely able to toddle, clung to the hand of an older sibling, while the eldest stood with their arms crossed, a curious eyebrow raised. Their expressions were a mix of boredom, curiosity, and suspicion, a challenge I was eager to tackle.

Paw patrol is now full blast with Uncle Ezekial dancing around with Lincoln on his shoulder singing the theme song. “I never in a million years thought I’d be at my baby brother's house. With pups dancing around the living room, cartoons blaring and a beautiful woman in the kitchen cooking and laughing with my Luna.” He says as he pats my shoulder, and we just take in the view all around us. “I never in a million years thought this would be my life. Not until she came along.” I say pointing to Monica. With how I have my living room set up I can see the kitchen and the living room perfectly.

Shifter shit is sometimes hard to explain, and sometimes I don't even know how to explain it other than it’s how things are for us. Zane opens the cabin door, and Sasha bolts out the door at lightning speed as she jumps into the crazy amount of snow. She rolls around, enjoying the cold icy feeling sticking to her fur. Ridiculous fucking puppy, a scary and mean puppy, but nonetheless a fucking puppy. I shake my head internally at Sasha’s embarrassing display of rolling around in the snow. Zane chuckles. “I knew you’d like the snow, girl.” He says through his chuckles, clearly amused at Sasha acting like a foolish puppy.

Grant's mouth hung open in shock. "What..." He started as he looked at the two on my lap. I noticed Matthews' four paws were silver. Grant looked at me. "looks like we have three shifted pups." I said as Hela had gone back to bouncing around in excitement. "What about the girls and Julian?" He asked. "Take Matthew." "Which one is Matthew?" He asked as Matthe pounced at him sending him flying back into his pillow. "Damn, they are going to be strong little so and sos." He muttered.

“I’ll grab you a blanket from the storage shed.” When I’m settled in, I watch the kids run around the rock structures and burn off their energy. I rub my belly and hum a lullaby, but I can’t seem to remember the words. I give Tyree a wink and pay closer attention to the deep growl that comes from the woods. The kids all stop and huddle together. I watch them sniff the air like we have taught them. Maya is the first one to squeal when she recognizes the scent. Saint comes bounding out of the brush and hops around, pretending to nip at their heels while the three pups run from him with giggly screams.

A girl in scrubs and a volunteer tag on the left side of her chest smiled politely and asked "what's the name of your puppy??" "Snowflake, she's a pomeranian" the girl checked the puppy's name in her computer before looking up at Lilliana with a smile and said… "Wait here for me and I'll go get Snowflake for you" Lilliana nodded and went to sit down in the nearest empty chair in their waiting room. Her wait wasn't that long and the girl approached her, cradling a white ball of fur in her hands. "Here's your Snowflake" she said, carefully placing the puppy in its owner's open arms. Recognizing its name, the puppy's ears pecked up in interest and it slowly raised its head revealing its doll-li