The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post Novels & Stories

After flipping through so many pages she managed to find the little thing. The white ball was actually a divine beast that belonged to the tiger family and unlike other tigers this one was a strip less white tiger. If one is mistaken, one will recognize it as a white kitten. This actually makes this easier, she will simply raise it like a cat and when it grows up then it will be already in that mansion she bought. Her baby will take care of the security and any shameless person who will be so stupid to try to make things hard for her. After finding the category of this divine beast, K was in a greater mood for it wasn’t every day that one gets lucky and be rewarded with such an extinct divin

The wet rough pad surface makes my eyes peel open. A soft meow was heard, the white cat was there staring straight into my eyes, she tried to lick me again but I pulled back. But, something moving behind my head made me aware of its existence. The soft nudge on my palm and something moving on my hair made me anxious before a softer meek meow was heard. The white cat meowed again as if calling with authority she had, and something small jumped over my hand catching my attention. And a soft pad on my head, before it stepped on my head towards their mum. Three kittens eagerly waited for their turn to be cleaned by their mother.

At this moment, Avery noticed the black cat on the ground and pointed at it, shouting, "Tyler, kill it! That creature actually dared to scratch me!" Vicky bent down, cradled the cat in her arms once again, and apologized. "I'm truly sorry that my cat scratched you. If you have any requests, please feel free to let me know. If it's within my power, I'll do my best to meet your demands." Panther seemed to sense that it had caused trouble and finally ceased struggling, nestling obediently in Vicky's embrace.

One big black aggressive cat versus the small pitiful vulnerable white cat. I pitied the helpless cat, and before I could make any move to stop their fight and make the big cat leave the white cat alone, I was taken aback when I saw that Camila angrily threw a stone at the big cat and that finally scared and made the latter run away as fast as it could. I watched her as she walked into the white cat and caressed its fur, establishing a safe and sound connection. "Hey, helpless one. You'll be alright now, don't worry…" she said in a very low, gentle voice.

Callahan opened his mouth, but before words could come out, my best friend grabbed his wrist and shook her head. “Na-ah! We’ve been to every pet shop, Cal. What I don’t understand is why it’s so difficult to find a white cat. We’ve found one, but you told me it’s not the one. So,” she rose to her feet and grinned at me. “Good luck!” She stood up, picked up the bags, and took the one on my lap. “Help him look for a cat.” “Beth -”

on his blood. My fangs and claws were out and I observed my meal. I scratched his neck with my fang and he began to bleed. "You should know something by now. Family, friends, people...right now...they mean nothing to me," I whispered to him and began to feed. His screaming and struggles made the experience even more fun. My inner voice tried to deprive me of such an enjoyable moment but no more. I stopped the moment I could no longer hear anything. My guilt came back almost immediately as he dropped to the floor.

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

She wasn't dreaming anymore; she was living her dream. Meanwhile, in New York, something different was happening. At the Davenport Studio construction site, Chloe brushed dust off her jeans and noticed a small kitten weaving through the stacks of materials. The little kitten, gray with a white-tipped tail, meowed sadly and rubbed against her shoe. Aren't you brave? Chloe said, kneeling down. She extended her hand, and the kitten quickly climbed onto her palm, purring loudly. When Sebastian arrived to pick her up, Chloe had the kitten close to her chest.

Alley POV: The next morning, I woke up a little groggy and sore. Next time I have an encounter with rogues I need to make sure I don't drink alcohol. Nonetheless I dragged my feet towards my bathroom and sat under the hot water letting it soak into my skin. I remembered the small dream I had. Who was that woman? What did she mean when she said it's almost time? She seemed a little familiar. As I let the thoughts of the dream drift away thinking back on the way Stephen’s wolf looked in my opinion was rather odd. Most alpha males have a solid color wolf; his was white and black. I wondered what that was about.

She knew she had a liking for her new nanny. “Tomorrow, an hour max.” he finally agreed, his voice nearly groaning. He was displeased and worried while June and Kiah were excited like youngsters on their way to the ice cream van. June missed feeling alive like a child, Kiah wanted to explore her childhood. Just then White’s phone lit up with a small message, his facials hardened the moment he read it before turning to June. “Did you touch anything in my office?” he inquired and all June could hear suddenly was her thrashing heartbeat while she tried to remain calm on the surface.