I Tamed My Ex Husband's Mad Dog Wiki Novels & Stories

Then she got up and stormed out without another word. Pov Maverick Days kept passing, identical and exhausting. My wolf had become nothing but a rabid creature,feral, uncontrollable. And I no longer wished to restrain him. How much longer could I hold him back? The display of power earlier, when that woman dared kiss us, had momentarily soothed the beast,but only for a heartbeat. The rage had come roaring back.

With a triumphant grin, I uttered, “You won’t be able to take back your pure and gullible wife, but you can possess her at your discretion. Treat her like a loyal dog, play with her to your heart’s content. Maybe you could adorn her with a collar, but...” I paused in the middle of my sentence, my eyes fixated on the man’s impatient expression. After a moment, I continued speaking, my voice modest and consistent, “But instead of trying to make her follow you, it might be more effective to put a collar around her neck and give her a firm spanking on her butt.”

- I've tried that but she doesn't listen to me, so now she won't even give me a ball. - I told you, sedative - Jack says and soon I hear him grunting in pain. Someone must have hit him. She had her back to them facing the night - That would make her angrier when she woke up, but if there's no way, that's it. - I say tired - Hire a psychologist to guide her and you can ask the witches for some calming. You don't need to erase her whenever you lose control, just try to reduce the strength of your wolf - says Rafa and I turn from the chair

I screamed as the strong man carried me effortlessly out of the room. “It's about time, I wondered when you would stop calling your husband Mister." He said to me. “You're not my husband you fool!." I was saying but the man had quickly thrown me roughly out of the room room for insulting his boss. “You were married to Mr Shawn... I never knew he was married, you should consider yourself lucky instead of running your little trap." The man said and he took some ropes from a shelf. I backed away from him but there was no place to run to.

I wanted to use my stool to hit him so hard. “She is my wife,” I said firmly. Devon scoffed and drank his whiskey again. “I have a worn-out hat for sale, just in case. Since you like my used-up items so much.” I picked him up and punched him right across his face, which knocked him out. I dropped a stack of cash on the counter. I picked Devon and put him in my car. I drove to my old warehouse where I tied him up to a chair. Slowly but surely Devon regained consciousness.

"So tell me what you can do to help me deal with him, and if your way doesn't work, I'll still gouge your eyes out and pull the nails from your hands." "I can guarantee that my way will be better than yours." Claire was confident, "If you don't believe me, you can call him right now and threaten him with my life. You'll see how he reacts." Matt looked at her and called Jason. The phone rang for quite a while before it was answered. Matt deliberately put it on speaker and said, "Your ex-wife is here, come here now or I'll gouge out her eyes and give them to you." "Whatever, torture her however you want," Jason replied in a cold and dispassionate tone.

"I need to know what happened to him... What made him into this" She pushed my head softly and pulled my ear gently. "How can you know what happened to him if you don't come closer to him.... Debby, right now, all you have to do to help him is.... being kind and patient with him. Don't talk back at him... if he's angry sweettalk him... give him all your attention, like, make him your number one priority.... And I bet you'll see him change gradually" Yeah... Her plan is very good, a very good idea. But...

I yelled as I banged on the door but I heard no reply or footsteps from the outside. I doubted if anyone was outside my door and even if they were, they would not care to answer me. No one would dare to let me out of the place for fear of getting killed. Andre Gray was a ruthless man that tormented me when we were married. He did several horrible things which might seem as though he was helping me at first. I thought I could change him. I thought I could melt his cold heart. Now, I knew all those thoughts were just in my head.

he assures. "I'm getting agitated at you because you suck at being on my side. But I never get mad at Sky, it hasn't happened in twenty years it won't happen now," I say, forcing myself to calm down, "I'm going to take what she gives me and that's it... but I am going to try to snake my way back into her heart, and what about it? You would do it too." "Yes, but I would be smart about it… you're not smart, buddy, you’re reactive. Like a badly behaved dog," he repeats. I swear, I'm about to punch him, "Try to be more like me this time and you’ll probably get your woman.”

Tristin “ Why are you—mad at me now? ” She croaks, her wrists struggling beneath my tight grip. Realizing it, I release her and grab her hips instead. Her hands drop to my shoulders and shake slightly. “ Tristin… ” I swallow, not saying anything. How do I even begin to tell her that her ex-husband is sending me pictures of their naked bodies pressed together, threatening me with them, and making sure my hands remain tied? I…