Mouse Was Mad Novels & Stories

But I'm not gonna stand here doing noting. "If anything happens to mate just know you're a mad man ,I'm not gonna stop until i drive you crazy and out of your mind" my wolf says at the back of my head ,pacing around in anger ,I know there's no way he can forgive me for all I've done to him neglecting him and now killing his mate "I'm already a mad man ,can't you see that ,you can't drive me any crazy than I already am" .

Maddie finally blurted out, her words filled with desperation. Just then, our personal omega entered the room without knocking, ready to report on something I had asked her to do. I was surprised to see her witness Maddie's embarrassing state, and she, in turn, was stunned by Maddie's behavior. My fury reached its peak, and my patience wore thin. I impulsively threw the glass of wine beside me. The crash echoed the tension in the room.

“I thought you said you were lightly teasing her, but she got upset and called her wolf to do this to you.” “Well, yeah, her wolf did! B-but it’s still her, right? Mars is her wolf.” I chuckle at the nonsense coming out of her mouth. “Maybe you should leave and get your story straight before you come and try to make up stories about me again, Maggie,” I address Maggie with a glare, and when Madilyn turns to face me, I glare at her next. “And Mady, you should know better than to allow yourself to be humiliated like this just because you’re itching for a chance to see me get in trouble.” Her jaw clenches, but she says nothing, not even to correct me on her name again, because she knows I’m rig

Eva cursed through the line. “If it weren't for my calculation, your wolf would be rotting in the mud with the rest of us!” The revelation caused Madison’s inner wolf to explode with absolute rage. She immediately terminated the transmission, slamming the device against the marble ledge. “What an absolute, unhinged bitch!”

CREEPY I lazily head to the door and twists open the doorknob when a poker face appears in front of me. "You moron, what are you doing?" "Moron? Really?" Mad, complain. "You were supposed to answer when asked; you're giving me a heart attack." "Sorry," Mad replies, grinning. Logan barks behind Mad, so I wide open the door to let them in. "If you have to thank Logan that he is with you, or else..."

I run for the asshole who is going to jump on Mads from behind. I growl in anger as he pounces and mid air, my wolf takes over again and we crash into his side. The enormous wolf shakes his head and looks at me curiously as I growl, sizing him up. He is fucking huge. Alpha size for sure, but that doesn’t intimidate me. What sets me off and has my fury rising on my back is the way his wolf eyes up Maddox, waiting for him to watch.

He wasn't holding me very tightly, but I still felt the need to rub my elbow. He released a sharp breath, his lean frame bracing against the wall across from me. I could hear a shallow bass vibrating the wall behind him. Wolves were known for being party animals, but Mads was never like that. "You wanna talk? Let's talk." His silver eyes pinned me, jacket falling open so I could see the tattoos mark up his neck. I couldn't think of another way to say this. "I'm not that girl, Mads." "What girl?" he countered.

Two weeks after Marcus's execution, the first wolf went mad. His name was Torren, a middle-aged male from the Eastern territories who'd carried one of my fragments. He'd been normal, functioning, grateful for his salvation. Then one morning, he woke screaming about voices in his head, clawing at his own skin, claiming something dark was growing inside him.

The reflection vanished. “What was that?” I whispered, turning to Maddox. “I don’t know,” he muttered. Clutching the knife tighter, I tiptoed backward. Maddox frowned. “Relax. It’s just a mouse.” “Oh.” Relief washed through me in a shaky sigh. “Phew.” He walked straight to the CCTV fixed in the corner, his gaze narrowing. He squinted, tapped the side, and shook his head. “This crap doesn’t even work.”

Be glad, at least you won't have to put up with his bad moods. I couldn't even speak, I was disappointed with the situation. - All right! - I said, disappointed down to my last hairline, it was the fastest obsession I have ever had. Intense, fast and disappointing... I just wanted to look into Sam's brown eyes again! Only then could I lay my head on my pillow and convince myself that my dream meant nothing to my head and heart.