Bluey Bandit Angry Novels & Stories

After leaving the hospital, Blair got into the car and said to the driver, “To the boxing arena.” The driver froze for a moment and quickly nodded, starting the car. Amos looked at Blair worriedly. “Master Blair, are you okay?” He could feel that Blair’s condition was very bad. It might be the worst yet. Blair did not speak. His eyes were like black holes, filled with a murderous intent. It seemed like he would explode at any second.

My mate tilts his huge gun metal grey head back and howls to the moon Goddess telling our team to start. Dylan’s wolf growls, dropping to a fighting stance the minute Clay howls. I don’t give him a chance to attack my mate. I leap at him, biting into his left shoulder ripping the flesh from it and spitting it out. It howls in pain but refuses to attack me.

“Please, you have to believe me. You can’t let mother come between us. She’s the evil one!” Yeah. She’s the evil one; Liam only got it from her. “Bloodfang is my pack, Liam,” Rowan says. “No matter how hard you fight for it, you will never have it.” Liam’s hand on the floor digs into the tiles. “I never wanted it. You have to believe me,” every word is said through gritted teeth. Even with the tears in his eyes, Rowan can see the hardness at the edges and can see they are filled with anger and hatred.