The Husky And His White Cat Novels & Stories

"An open door brings traffic. And it's such a nice morning." The heavy wooden door fought me. It took all my strength to drag it open. I wondered how Mrs. Elkins had managed alone all these years. I finally found the right angle and jammed the doorstop in. Sweat beaded on my armpits. I took a moment to breathe. The pine-fresh air felt cold in my lungs. The sun warmed my face. A soft whine caught my attention. I looked down. A silver husky sat just outside the door. Its tail thumped gently against the sidewalk. Its eyes were a pale blue, almost white. They seemed to stare right through me. It was like they could see every secret I'd ever kept.

Seeing his response the woman hummed before seeing a white feline walk towards her, it's red eyes glistened softly in the sunlight creating what appeared to be glowing embers in the cat's eyes. Seeing the cat walking past him, Skye marvelled at the cat who soon sat beside the woman's ankles. "She's not so nice to strangers, so it's best not to pet her anytime soon" the woman said alerting Skye that she was still in the room. "Ah-S-Sure" Skye nodded feeling his face burn up in embarrassment. "Alright, enough of that. Do you want to help me with the cleaning?" Lacey dismissed his embarrassment look to his relief, without saying much Skye took the places and went to clean them quietly without b

"So, you can call me Flora Mana from now on, maybe I shouldn't use Daisy Garcia from the beginning." After that, I get up and leave his office. At the sight of Chico in the cage at home, I then feel the meaning of keeping pet. Holding it in my arms. I ask it, "Will you company me if I go for travelling in the future? Maybe it's a high snow mountain, and sled for me then, ok?" The husky is originally a sled dog, so perhaps it is just more deserving of surviving in the snow. While I'm speaking, Chico is listening to me with open ears, it barks then as if it's answering me.

A light brown wolf appeared to be hiding among the roots of mangrove trees that hung over the water. It was not trapped, but seemed to have deliberately chosen that spot, as if waiting for something. From a distance of several meters, Dexter could see saliva dripping from its jaws, accompanied by a sharp, challenging hiss.

Although a little hesitant, the door was opened wide, so that the shoulder that should still be leaning, was pushed back. "Theo," Rose squealed spontaneously. Theo's body instantly lay on the ivory-white marble with a Siberian husky, a medium-sized purebred dog-almost exactly like a wolf, rushing relentlessly at the man's face. Theo's laughter echoed freely, leaving Rose transfixed by the loose expression that had never been seen in her eyes. What was it, why was Theo so happy with the husky called Esmeralda? Wait ....

I said to him which he nodded in agreement but still before he finally released me the damn brute still managed to snatch a quick kiss on my neck which made me blush as I felt the warmth of his lips lingered on that spot until I reached the bedroom and found their suitcase. ” Is there any specific color that you want Alexander?” I asked to our son, but Clyde pop his head and whispered “ I want you kitten.” With a mischievous smile etched on his face I snatched a pillow and threw it at him. “Go order our food Mr. Harlington, Your family is starving!” I whispered and yelled at him. He easily caught the pillow before it landed in his handsome face and threw it back to bed with ease. “ As you wi

I had begun the Alpha role of not one pack but two, and now that I am sitting here watching the snow fall outside our cabin, I can't help but close my eyes and give thanks to the goddess for her incredible gift of giving to me in this life. As I had awoken quite earlier than normal, I decided to cuddle up on the sofa with a warm cup of hot cocoa and a blanket and enjoy a relaxing morning while Daunte slept in. It had been a week since we had come out to Breckenridge, and it had been the most wonderful experience of our lives. My eyes closed for a moment as I thought about the sleigh ride we took to meet the snow dogs a few days earlier. It is such an honor to be able to see such beautiful cr

Duke looked worried. "it kicked, her eyes filled with tears, our pup kicked",she started to cry as Duke gathered her close. He looked happy as his hands cupped her belly. "eat honey, he urged as he eased back and picked up her foot to begin rubbing again, go ahead the pup likes the food. You eat and I rub these tired feet",she nodded as she wiped her face. I looked at the doorway to see Lucas looking in a worried look on his face. She sat back taking small bites but eating. I smiled and motioned him in but he nodded no.

I looked like a monster, a ghost rising from the grave. My inner wolf didn't whine or cry for our lost family. She paced in the shadows of my mind, baring her fangs, her fur glowing white with a dangerous, lethal aura. The weak, submissive Omega named Aisha died tonight in this dirt. Turning my back on the graves, I walked away from the Blue Wing pack house and slipped into the shadows of the unknown world. I was leaving now. But I would return. And when I did, I wouldn't be hiding my white fur anymore. I would be their worst nightmare.

But that's okay, as long as I can hug Serena. I watched Serena dominate my penthouse, making a mess of it with her things scattered everywhere. I could feel the presence of Dickypuss, the fierce black cat. He becomes irritated when his food is not ready on time. I happily fed him, mindlessly looking after the cat, while Serena spent time with her friends.