Trevor Henderson Anxious Dog Novels & Stories

I reached out with shiver-wracked hands and grabbed the fabric of his trousers at his knee, clinging to him as if he were my only lifeline in a vast, dark ocean. "You're making a scene, Danny," Cassian said, his eyes narrowing as he looked down at me holding onto him. "Stop this." "I won't ask about him again!" I sobbed openly, my head bowed against his leg as hot tears soaked into the fine wool of his trousers. "I swear I won't! I'm a dog—dogs don't get jealous. Dogs don't ask questions about the past. Just look at me, Master. Please, just look at me."

Before Emilia and I could ogle at the adorable family for longer, we were pulled back by our scrubs. “If you’re done ogling at them, we have to go downstairs to receive the incoming trauma.” Henry grumpily said and shoved the charts into our hands. “Says you,” Emilia grunted, “That’s how you met Amy by the way. While I was busy treating her dad, you were busy ogling her.” “Didn’t you say Doctor Tinder is keeping you happy? why do you need patients to ogle at?” “Dylan. His name is Dylan.” Emilia groaned and glared at him.

My heart raises when it goes towards my direction, groaning, so I started to get anxious when he gets closer towards my place while I am still hiding away from Mister Dawson. "Cloud!" I heard him screamed one more time. I purse my lips when I saw the dog walking towards my spot, now showing me a mad look and her teeth shows, which makes me more anxious. "Sho!" I shooed the huge black and brown dog who is now ready to munch me until the death of me. It looks so huge and heavy, plus the fact that its face is also big. "H-Hi, little one–" "Cloud!" The dog and I look together at the man standing behind the dog. I saw how Mister Dawson's face shows obvious surprise seeing me getting groaned by hi

It was a sound she recognized all too well, one she had heard the night she tried to run away. She turned to Trevor, her eyes pleading for answers. "What was that? It sounded just like-" "Security dogs," Trevor cut her off with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "They can be pretty intimidating." Joan wanted to press further, but she stopped herself from doing so, doubting she would get the truth or any further explanations from Trevor. So she reluctantly accepted his explanation, even though her instincts screamed otherwise. Ten minutes later, true to Roman's instructions, Trevor drove them away from the field. The car moved at a "close to normal" pace, the silence between them filled with

Dylan gave Laura a suit jacket and held an umbrella for her, but still kept a comfortable distance from her. As soon as the car started, the Tartar dog in Bevis's house began to bark. Because of the visitor, it was locked in aniron cage today, but its ears were still sensitive. Zelda saw that Laura was a little afraid of the dog barking. Dylan lowered the car window and shouted at the Tartar dog twice, "Snowstorm, snowstorm." It's strange, as soon as Dylan opened his mouth, the Tartar dog immediately quieted down, and only barked a few times, it was the kind of docile bark.

Dakota purred, her fingers tracing along his collar. Jake scoffed. "She's probably busy scrubbing the floor right now. After all, she knows there's a tiny 0.01% increase waiting." Soon, the stillness of the night was broken by the sound of tearing fabric and moans. With a deep breath, I flung the tent flap open. Moonlight spilled in, revealing two bodies entwined. Dakota had a leather collar around her neck, with her black stockings partially rolled down. All the while, Jake kept his hand clamped around her waist.

The absolute core motivation behind my inquiry was rooted in basic tactical curiosity, entirely devoid of internal rage or emotional frustration. Witnessing Trevor’s intense, unyielding resolution, my internal beast experienced a sudden wave of awkward confusion. “Negative, cease that line of thought. Your line commands zero obligation to alter your pack habits for my sake. My voice merely sought data.” “Restrain your panic. My internal wolf simply refuses to bypass a single frequency originating from your throat. Your mind cannot comprehend the sheer joy that flooded my beast when the data confirmed your line was actively seeking my presence,” Trevor murmured, his golden eyes locking onto m

Ivanna knew there was no going back, she was doomed. But she also knew he wasn't gonna kill her when he already knew her originality. But the young master Xander is erratic. Ivanna carefully turned around, her fingers squeezing tight to the scared Sarah. They were both doomed. "Young Master Xander," They both bent their heads, Ivanna out of confusion. Her shaky fingers weren't hidden from the young master's eyes, causing his smirk to grow further.

He stalked towards Casey and grasped her head. "Your eyes!" Casey sputtered as it swirled into an unfriendly red colour. Also, she noticed two canines pierced out of his mouth and green veins popped out of his head. "I'm sorry," Trevor mumbled, before sinking his teeth into her neck.

Isaac stepped over to examine him. "Oh, she said dog," said Isaac. "It must be Knox, Tru's new dog." Zander let out an exasperated breath. I knew he wasn't excited about me having a guard dog, but Knox had already found a spot in my heart and I didn't want him left behind, even if he was dead. "P-lease," I said, hoping he was still alive. I wanted to try and heal him, but my paralyzed body refused to move.