The Husky And His White Cat Novels & Stories

I smiled, still running my hands through White's soft fur. "Is he like.. your pet?" She asked me. I could see she was also dying to touch White. I just didn't know if that would be a good idea. "Nah! White is not a pet. He's much more than that." I told her, making her smile. His nose twitched as he caught a whiff of Athena's smell, and his eyes suddenly flew open. Athena tensed up in fear, backing away instinctively. White just grunted, closing his eyes again. I chuckled at Athena.

Alien but welcome. He turned, then walked the perimeter of the border, about a few metres from where he had originally stood. It wasn't far from where he had first met Aella and imprinted on her. The place held so much sentimental value to him now. He'd imprinted on one of the greatest and rarest breeds of wolves, a White Wolf, and he had never felt this lucky. Among a grove of trees, a tombstone stood, white, and eerily regal. Vines and thistles were already creeping up the tombstone. Logan walked forward and crouched before the tombstone, then pushed aside the vines on it.

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."

I laughed, “you are aware I don't know what happened right? My legs hurt, I'm tired, and I woke up to being attacked by a giant white wolf thing. Which if I had a nickel for every time that's happened it would be too many nickels!” I'll do better to protect you. I'm sorry. He whispered, weighing his head even more on my lap as my hands couldn't stop themselves. I was now petting him. Damn he was too fluffy too and feeling his fur against my skin was something that stimulated my nerve endings waking them back up. “You and I need to have a serious conversation after all of this.” I grumbled. Mmmhmm, he nodded his head. You're going to tell me what a Baku is, why it was trying to kill you, how

I spent the next few seconds preparing myself mentally, but no amount of time could have prepared me for what I saw. I heard the growl again and saw it come out slowly with golden eyes and dark brown fur. It continued to growl as it prepared to attack. It was a bloody wolf, the type you only saw from a distance or on television, but here I was standing less than twelve feet from it. I slowly began to retreat as it came closer. Damn it, is this how it all ends? How the hell am I going to fight against a wolf? I tried to think of ways to escape but to no avail. The only way would have been to climb one of the trees but I couldn't turn my back on this beast.

She heard no birds, no animals, the breeze was actually dead in the air. 'How strange to hear absolutely nothing today. Last night there were critters all around here, but now, even in the daylight NOTHING!' she thought to herself. 'I wonder if all the Council pigs chased off the critters, ate them, or...DAMN IT! They muted Nature.' Hikaru's wolf surfaced too late to totally avoid the blow from a strike of a black lightning bolt, she never saw who threw it, nor what the 'bolt' actually was. A tall, cloudy, distorted figure appeared walking out of the aura cloud he created for his defense, her confusion, and just in general to be a dick because she pissed him off.

Four white paws landed on the ground of a pure white wolf with icy blue eyes. Atticus my alpha wolf is a pure white wolf. I let Atticus take over and he speeds off like a bullet towards the forest. I just leave my ripped clothes where I landed. Running in the woods loosen me up from all the alpha duties. Atticus humped in dried logs and wet streams. The cool winds made me relax. In just seconds I was now on the top of the hill were surrounded by a deep blue ocean, this is my comfort place, no one knows about this place.

She smiled as she lit a small fire and quickly extinguished it. “I miss you and come back here quickly, my white witch,” he said, hoping she would return to his side quickly and never leave. THE END……..

“Catalino, ready the horses, we are going to go to the mountains tomorrow. Bring some convenient meals for my me and my friends to eat on our way there. Bring your own food and necessities, and also, water. Wake up early, or else I will beat you. “We are not going to the loyal gathering, Sire?” the horseman asked while raising the reins. “No, we are not. No more questions asked, or else you won’t have any meals this afternoon and evening.” the old man lazily responded. The horseman did not dare to utter a single word; he just goes on with holding the reins. They arrived at the old man’s mansion, the grandiose mansion beside the entrance of the mountains’ tracks. He looked up the scenery.

Andy turned and nudged Oliver, who nudged Ashton, who shook his head and tapped me on the arm. “Mason, your pet’s talking to you." he remarked. I turned to look for her. I smiled a little, spotting her as she walked over. She had her rolled-up sleeping bag in her arms and wearing probably the least feminine outfit she could put together from my sister’s clothes. “Ain't his pet Ashton. So I suggest ya stop calling me that." Adder glared at Ashton walking up to me.