Angry Pomeranian 소설 & 이야기

And he was breathing heavily from his nostrils, his shoulders, back and arm muscles, taut with repressed emotions. I watched as he started to calm down, his muscles shrinking back to his human size, the dusting of thick dark fur receding back into his skin. His breathing slowed down to a much healthier rate and he turned to me now, his eyes back to their usual grey colour. He was panting and he looked ashamed. "I'm sorry, I should be able to control this by now. I was just so pissed." "You don't have to be sorry," I insisted, "you were angry, you needed to let shit out. You didn't hurt me, so there's nothing to be sorry about."

◇NO POV◇ In a room damien is breaking everything out of anger as his precious obsession is going out of his hands looking at his master in that kind of situation the assistant got panicked and asked "master what happened?? why you're looking so angry??" damien replied "how can I be without anger I made her to see how cruel that don is I made her to get scared of him but she got married to him I felt something suspicious like he threatened her so she might got married to him

her grasp tightens and I try to claw at her face, struggling for breath, panicking, momentary blacking out before she is hauled from on top of me by two strong arms and lifted high up into the air. “Enough! She didn’t do this anymore than I did!” Colton’s voice cuts through her hysterical squealing and he drops her on her feet away from me. Standing between her and me as he turns to her and tries to reason and shut her up. His whole body taut and alert, as though he’s ready to take her on, and I’m not sure it won’t go that way. Females when angry tend to turn and attack, even people they love. It’s how disputes are resolved most of the time among wolves. Physical fights are the norm, even be

She tried to convince him but a sudden clash made her jump up in fright as if it was been targeted at her head. She had known her brother all her life, his sadness was very different from his anger. He would only cry when sad but when angry, he would willingly give up to his wolf just to calm himself down. Unlike other werewolves, he never run kilometers to calm his anger down instead he breaks things, cutting his wolf self which could be very dangerous.

Su Lan looked at the monitor where the unicorn was shown and prepared to head out. Pom Pom ran up to Su Lan and hugged her foot. Pom Pom looked up with its round puppy eyes and tilted its head to the side. Su Lan picked up Pom Pom and ruffed his head. Su Lan: “I am not angry anymore. Don’t worry.” Pom Pom very realistically puffed out air from its mouth and used his paw to pat his chest. Looking as if he was relieved.

“I see you are making me angry…” I was displeased. I couldn't even point to a moment I got Angus this annoyed at me, and so, I was greatly disturbed. “Hey, you rogues!” Lachie breathed with anger as he approached the two pitiful-looking wolf mates,very closely. “I wonder what you really want to do. Are you trying to turn my Daddy's heart against mom?” “No…” the male wolf pleaded, his voice firm and almost fading away. Angus was angry with him immediately and he slapped him. Surprisingly, the male wolf was annoyed too and as he tried to return the slap, Lachie held his hand.

Kayden added, and Aria's attention moved to the large box. “Why is it so big?” She asked with curiosity. “Why don't you open it and see?” Kayden told her, and she began to open the third box. She was almost done opening it when she felt something move inside the box, making her squeal. “What the…” Aria froze when an adorable puppy popped its head out of the box. It was a white Pomeranian, and its fur was long and soft, and Aria's breath caught seeing such beauty.

He said this while briefly taking his eyes off the screen to look at me, after which he returned them to the screen and began typing. “This morning, sir,” was my response to him. “Then why do you smell like a hog house? Did you suddenly start living with pigs because right now you smell like a pig?” I lost it. I am done with this man. First, he told me I wasn’t worthy of standing in his presence, and now I smell like a pig. I approached him and gave him a slap that was so harsh that it caused the whites of his eyes to sparkle. I was able to make out the grin on his face. He loved seeing me angry. He wants me to have a fit of rage. But why?

Elias smiled gently, did not expect so many days without close followers, but in just two days, he brought back two people who did not have a bit of health and intelligence. Elias turned to enter the bar, ignoring the stubbornness of the girl standing there. “Innkeeper, give me a pint of beer.” Elias sat in a corner, avoiding others to recognize his identity, raised his hand to call for service. “Yes now, yes now!” A werewolf that hasn't fully evolved yet, with a hairy face, holding a large beer bottle, ran very fast. “Please use it! Would you like something else to eat?” His slanted eyes looked extremely fierce, and he put the beer bottle on the table so that the beer from the jar filled th

The reminder of his son, Dante, once falling in love with a lowly, rankless wolf was a bitter pill to swallow. Unable to contain his rage any longer, Donovan lunged at the old man who had spoken with such insolence. He pushed him forcefully to the side, igniting a chaotic scramble as other pack members rushed to intervene. Donovan's eyes blazed with fury, his muscles tensed and ready for the fight that was about to unfold.