Balto Angry Novels & Stories

When facing a battle, the most important thing for a Wolf is to believe in his leader. After a while came what the Nolan group feared, their enemy. The opponent has three people, a wolf with yellow fur and a wolf with red fur walking ahead. The wolf with black fur walked behind the other two, his blue eyes making the viewer feel fear. This group of assassins was very different from the usual ones who used to hide and sneak attacks on the Ezra people. But these guys came to be strangely arrogant and cavalier. Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends.

Amee looked at Balto, her eyes widened in a mixture of surprise and shock and she flinched his hand away. Balto quickly took a step backward and bowed his head. “I’m sorry, your Highness. I was just-” He tried to explain, but she cut him off. “It’s okay…” Amee glanced at her finger, she blew air on it and the blood stopped and the cut closed immediately. “Balto.” Amee called. Balto was ashamed to look at Amee in the eyes, he fixed his eyes in the ground and answered. “Yes, your highness.”

Lucas tried to explain to Chad. "What happens when you snap? Do you recognize what's going on between your Wolf and human?" Chad asked, suddenly curious. "My human gets angry at what it wants to, which works up my Wolf. After that my Wolf gets stronger the more my human gets angry. If I get too angry, my Wolf craves blood, flesh, death. My human tries to reason with my Wolf. Usually it does the trick, but there are times, like last night, that my Blood Wolf comes out. If that happens, it's all over for those who provoke me. There are rare times my human prevails, but at great cost to my human." Lucas looked down, ashamed.

When I open my hand, I see what it is and why it stung. A silver bullet laced with wolfsbane. Laughing and shaking my head, I growl and sprint towards Carlotta, who has the gun in her hand. I leap onto the terrace and slam her against the wall while wrapping my hand around her throat. “Hello, sis. Long time,” I say with a grin, tightening my grip. She drops the gun and scratches at my hand. “How! How… are you an Alpha?!” she cries out, noticing my now crimson eyes. I shrug, feeling my claws digging into her skin and relishing at the feeling of blood dripping down my arms when I raise her higher.

Hellbilly promised him as he walked towards Kalbo(Bald), suddenly Kalbo rolled Hellbilly's eyes because he couldn't finish what he was going to say and delivered a kick to Hell Billy's balls. "Ahhh!! You ugly bald, I'm going to k*ll you!" He screamed at the pain that gripped his eyes. Then bald broke his left arm and made him fall on the table. The bald man moved quickly as if he knew a lot about the weakness of the Hellbilly's body. I saw Hellbilly's eyes on the fork Balbo was holding. "Now! Listen everyone I just want a silence." Balbo said calmly then released Hellbilly.

Altar dived away and rolled on the snow scanning the figure infont of him. "Ugly face, white fur....well I'll be damned" Altar whistled," This what Balon was talking about huh?" The yeti roared and beat its chest. Altar tried to keep his cool, the weather was too cold for him he felt as thought he was freezing. The wounds in his palms under the bandages began hurting again, including the one on his shoulder.

Getting past the first would be the most difficult. He waited as long as he could, until the subdermal itch was driving him crazy and his blood threatened to boil out of his body. Carrying his nearly empty bowl, he walked the short distance to where Jamie sat on her porch steps. Beside her the fierce wolf statue stood as if guarding her. "I'm about out." He tipped his bowl to show her. "How about if I dump my stuff in with yours. I have a few things I have to take care of. Then I'll come back and do guard duty with Lupo here but from the inside."

He turned to glare at the intruder and gritted his teeth. "Malco. Don't you dare stop me or else!" "Or else what Alexander? You'll kill me? Your own comrade? Your own brotherhood? Really, Alexander, calm down! Your outburst won't do any good in the mafia! Like you, we were all frustrated, angry at what happened! We've lost half of our forces! Instead of killing our comrade let's just kill our true enemy! There's an imprisoned person of white Wolf's Clan here! You're very welcome to kill him!"

Like the tension in the house has increased more than it was before. And now I have turned into the designated messenger between the two. And all this is because my stupid best friend cannot get past his anger and talk out his problems like the adult he is. Here's the thing about Ballo, when he gets angry it is so hard for him to come out of it. He can be angry and hold a grudge for a hundred years. That's what happens when you've been through so much bitterness in this world, you become an angry person especially if you aren't strong enough.

" Answer me first! Do you have even an ounce of shame in you!" " When you aren't ashamed doing it, why should I feel ashamed seeing it?" His anger flares but I wasn't scared. Slamming his hands beside me. Blocking me. He roars. " Look who is talking? " Moving his fingers down to caress my neck. He speaks in disgust. " The one who has the mark of that bastard death wolf on her?" " The one who has fuc"ed with our enemy." And that was it. My wolf gets on surface. Growling at him. Turning tables. To grab his neck and pin him on the cupboard behind.