The Power Of The Dog Novels & Stories

I have no idea if they do or not; besides we owned the whole damn condo the mutt could run up and down stairs for all I care. She went back to reading and muttering under her breath. Why didn't I answer the damn door? That way I could've hidden the paperwork and she wouldn't know anything about the damn dog until he started growing in a few months. Then I could've played the put upon consumer who'd been duped, damn. "A Tibetan mastiff, a guard dog." Damn did they put everything in there, what the fuck? "Talon why do I need a dog that can fight off wolves and leopards in the Himalayas?"

I'd take Anya away from here and just look for another shelter home. "Get a pentobarbital," Willy ordered the lady. I had no idea what it was, but his reaction told me it was some kind of a weapon against danger. Before I could tell Anya we should go and look for other dogs, a chill crawling on my skin startled me. The room wasn't air-conditioned but it wasn't humid either. Just enough for the animals' comfort. The door was closed too so there's no way an outside air would get in from somewhere and send me chills. The huge dog let out another sound, and when our eyes locked, I was trapped in some kind of magic.

"What are they used for? How dangerous exactly are they?" I blinked at the shocking question. He seemed to have a lot of concerns about it, making me frown. Something was not adding up. "It's not all that dangerous," I started after thinking about it for a while. He raised an eyebrow, obviously not very satisfied with my response. "All right, it's dangerous," I said. "It contains a lot of information that can give someone unimaginable power. You have no idea how much work we put into it to make Rodrigo more powerful."

The pack watched in stunned silence. “Enough!.” Sophie's voice rang out. She stepped forward,her voice laced with venom,”Can't you see? She's stolen his powers. That is why she was able to shift. She is a thief and a danger to our pack!.” The pack erupted into chaos. Gasps and mumurs filled the air as they recoiled from me. “A thief.” someone hissed “She's dangerous.” Another voice whispered. Their voice cuts deep,but I forced myself to stand tall.

It felt exhilarating, the way her palm stung with the power of her actions, a satisfying release of pent-up rage. “Keep it up, and I’ll scream right here. I’m sure people will come rushing to you,” she threatened, her voice steady yet edged with the promise of chaos, an uncontrollable fire igniting within her. A flicker of defiance burned bright in her heart, fueling her resolve. With that, she turned her back on him, her heart racing with adrenaline, every beat a reminder of her fierce independence and determination to break free from the shackles of their past.

His cold breath smelling like rich scotch fanned her face. "Are you trying to escape again?" Jordan Lawrence. Jordan threw a question at the trembling woman whom he held captive in his hold, pressing against her. As the entire time she never once dared to even move her head up and look at him once. It sure convinced him that she was scared. Very scared. He sounded dark from ahead, the deepness of the tone made Hattiea gulp instantly as her heart dropped down to her stomach judging how foreign that tone sounded. She never heard such a deep tone before holding so much power and domination.

As for me, I possessed the Moon pack's power, status, and wealth at that moment. I stood on the stage and swept my gaze over the new pack that I had established. My pack consisted of those who were insulted, disdained, and ostracized by the other wolves. Their eyes glimmered with hope. Their fangs were incredibly sharp, and I knew without a doubt that they were fiercely loyal to me. "Tonight," I said as I raised the scepter that was fully awakened. Not only was its immense power capable of healing the wolves, but it could also bestow power on them.

My stomach doubled when I broke the connection. “How did I do that?” I genuinely needed to know. “You stopped thinking and allowed your body to work with your power rather than holding back. Your power works with your emotions.” He said, looking at me as though I was on his dinner menu. “According to what your father said when you guys were on your way to Vernon it seems that you can sense the enemy from a distance.” “Well ok then.” I inhaled deeply trying to gather my self control which was slowly melting away. “That’s it for today, I am in dire need of a shower. Good day Mr. Xalvador”

Dog's strong hands grab my face, holding me tight, forcing me to look at him. "I want to see." His voice is booming and commanding, his firelit eyes locked with mine. "I want to see you come." My pussy swells with engorgement, tightening around Truk's stroking finger. Slick moisture spurts out of me, seeping through my defilement and pooling around my ass. My clit is so tight and tingling it feels like it could burst inside Truk's constant sucking mouth. And all the while, I'm staring into Dog's face, frightening with leaping shadows from the fire, eyes gleaming like dark jewels.