Novel & Cerita Angry Rabbit

He was holding a white rabbit to his face as he's crying. " What in the world happened to you?!" " Oh! No! The butcher has spotted you! Be free my friend! Be free!! But if you go then I'll be breaking 14 ladies' hearts! Oh! What a cruel fate!" " Oh! God! Don't tell me!" I sighed as I held my head. " Terry! Can we please not use rabbits as test subjects?! I mean just look at how cute they are!! With their long little ears and twitching little noses!! And their soft poofy tail!! JUST LOOK AT THE POOFY TAILS!!"

- I say and move him with my other paw and he groans in pain. What a show I am. - Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you - I release him and stare at him. I'm so hungry... I approach him slowly with my wild side awake and when I'm about to eat he hears a noise, I look prepared towards the noise and see a rabbit come out from behind the bush. I'm not going to eat my first little friend. I get ready and jump on top of the rabbit killing him with one bite, as if enjoying the meat. I'm embarrassed when I see the squirrel's eyes staring back at me.

His eyes fluttered open, and in an instant, he lunged forward, his hands grabbing the rabbit from my grasp. I watched, awe-struck, as he sank his teeth into the creature’s neck, blood flowing from the rabbit into his waiting mouth. It was a primal sight, a stark reminder of the nature of his kind. My heart raced, a mixture of fear and relief flooding through me. He was feeding. He was fighting back.

In the afternoon, Grayson and Shane arrived early at the pre-booked private room. Sam stared at the information packet about Angora as he muttered, "Angora? Is their fighter a rabbit?" Rodney was confused. "What do you mean a rabbit?" Sam explained, "There's a type of domestic rabbit called the Angora rabbit. Does it mean that he likes rabbits just like Mrs. Page?" Rodney asked, "Mrs. Page likes rabbits?" Sam inched closer to him and whispered, "Mrs. Page is actually the famous Mr. Bunny."

"Argh…! Just eat it already you stupid rabbit!" CHOMP. Annoyed by his constant poking, Fortune Rabbit takes a bite— on his finger instead of the carrot. "OWW…!" He flung his hand from the pain. I caught the carrot he threw and fed it to my rabbit. "Hah." I deliberately laughed. "That's what you get for being rude to my rabbit." That said, Fortune Rabbit turns her body to the other side with her butt facing him, enjoying the carrot I gave her. Hey, they are being rude to each other.

“Easy.” It bites. Pain sears through my hand, making me feel queasy. I gasp, but don’t let go. Blood wells between my fingers. The rabbit’s teeth are too sharp. I press it to my chest, whispering through clenched teeth. “Shh. Stop. I’m not going to hurt you.” The words come out gentler than I expect. My wolf hums in agreement, recognition stirring deep inside. The rabbit trembles once, twice, then goes still. Its heart races against mine, wild and frightened, but alive.

"Try not to agree to anything stupid!" "There's nothing I love more than family drama," Alpha Rivers remarked under his breath as he sipped his tea a look of thorough entertainment on his lips. I slammed the door and marched into the forest, fueled by anger. The adrenaline heightened my senses and it was only minutes before I tracked down a rabbit. But with so much built-up frustration, I fumbled with my arrows, getting annoyed and irritated as I angrily tried to position them. My aim was usually immaculate but I missed by a long shot. The rabbit scarpered and I was left feeling even more pissed off than before.

I could not say the same thing for the bulging veined brute pacing before us. “This is not about fucking, though I doubt you would like me sticking my cock in another female, Rabbit. You are not so good a liar as you think. Even now your wolf recoils at the idea of me mating another, and yet you condemn me for having the same natural reaction to seeing my mate being pleasured by my enemy. But that’s not the only reason for my anger, Rabbit, can you guess the reason I want to take you out into the woods and punish you the way my kin used to do to the disobedient bitches in our pack?”

“She said she was drunk!” “And you believed her man! Seriously, you believe that crap. This ain’t the first time, neither is it the second nor the third, yet you take every rubbish that spews out of her mouth. A lady mistakenly gets into your brawl, she gets hurt even, yet you want to take out all your frustrations on her. You know what! You are a b**ch, bro.” Damien threw a punch at Jacob's face, jolting him backward and onto the table in his study.

“If you like rabbits, Jaybie will buy them for you. You can have as many as you want!” Angeline opened the door furiously and yelled at him, “I don’t want new rabbits! I want my Jac!” Jay replied, “Alright, alright. Sure thing. I’ll give you your Jac.” Angeline looked at him, confused. “How are you going to give me back my Jac?” Jay said, “Give me a moment.” Jay turned and walked out of the room. Not long after, a giant rabbit showed up at the door. Jay squatted at the door wearing a furry rabbit suit with its two big ears fully erected.