Paw Patrol Angry Novels & Stories

This thing never listens to me. “Not bad, at least you will be able to say you got to bite me, but that was the first and the last bite you get, dog.” He is taunting me and it’s getting my wolf angry. It’s not a good idea to get this thing angry because it doesn’t think when it’s angry. It acts and it’s not always calculated. That puts us in danger, but he always comes through for us. Well, that is when we fight our kind not old fossil vampires. And there he is, lunging at the vampire and he doesn’t see it coming because he rips his hand off. He spits it out then turn to look at the astonished vampire while growling.

I was in his face now, every word dripping with fury. The anger within me was boiling over. My wolf was livid, furious that her partner was involved with another woman. I was itching for a confrontation. Tatiana had vanished from sight, but Percival’s eyes had darkened, almost black, as if his wolf was pushing through. He seemed to have already started heading back to the pack house, his posture tense, his movements sharp.

And angry, he noted almost too late. Very angry. Emily crouched low on her haunches; hackles up, ready to pounce. Her mouth was pulled back in a silent snarl and her fangs were bared. They had to be nearly eight inches long, razor sharp, and deadly. Her furious eyes were trained on Paoli; unblinking and full of the promise of death. The wound to his shoulder was forgotten. William stepped forward, putting distance between himself and Paoli, hoping to calm her. He spoke gently, beseeching her to find her center; remember the wolf was all instinct, but she was the one in control.

After a few minutes of listening to them speak about how powerful and dangerous she was, and the steps they need to take to reduce the possibility of casualties, I couldn’t take anymore. I pushed my chair back so hard that it toppled over as I stood up. I narrowed my eyes at Gunner before stomping out and slamming the door behind me. I stood on the other side of the door for a moment. My breath was coming out in short harsh bursts as my anger rolled through me. I need answers, and there is only one person that can give me those. I stormed through the house and out on the patio. My anger hadn’t dissipated in the slightest. If anything, it increased tenfold. I could feel my bones starting to t

I made it agitated for a purpose it wasn't aware of. Anger! That emotion should be avoided in a fight. You might seem strong, but at the end of the day, you're weak just because you failed to think straight in your angry state. A true warrior knows better than to be angry on the battlefield. Moves should be calculated well, not rashly. I charged at him at a furious speed. My paws were outstretched, and my jaw was ready to create an impact with its neck. It landed against a tree with a huge thud! The tree shed its leaves in disapproval of the impact.

I don’t want him, so it shouldn’t hurt at all, but it does. I feel a pain through the bond and see she is kissing him, but he isn’t pulling back. I chant under my breath and the pain disappears. He is still kissing her. My anger boils in my veins as I smirk, looking up at the sky as it darkens. Lightening strikes the deck and Bitchany screams as eyes land on me. Guns raised and aimed at me. I rise up on my tail; the water pushing me up. I come eye to eye with Patterson. Carter moves Bitchany behind him. I feel hurt, but I push it away just as quickly as it appeared.

Chapter Five Patrol “We’re waiting on orders.” Matt said tugging on Adam’s arm who was peering too deeply into the forest. “Yeah I know.” Adam said, his voice full of anger. “Chill out.” Matt said, shoving him lightly. Adam whipped around his eyes glowing, his body shaking; he wanted to fight something. Needed to get this anger out somehow. “Watch yourself.” Matt smirked, his eyes daring him as Ryker pushed forward. “Sorry.” Adam said quickly, he didn’t mean to take it out on Matt but he was so angry.

“I see you are making me angry…” I was displeased. I couldn't even point to a moment I got Angus this annoyed at me, and so, I was greatly disturbed. “Hey, you rogues!” Lachie breathed with anger as he approached the two pitiful-looking wolf mates,very closely. “I wonder what you really want to do. Are you trying to turn my Daddy's heart against mom?” “No…” the male wolf pleaded, his voice firm and almost fading away. Angus was angry with him immediately and he slapped him. Surprisingly, the male wolf was annoyed too and as he tried to return the slap, Lachie held his hand.

Isabelle apologized but her anger toward the patrollers was still high yet at bay because of her imprinted mother’s presence beside her. “They were not worthy of our sweat and skills.” Angel said but it was clear enough to provoke those newbie patrollers. The Reeves’ cousins were smirking because those kids were totally looking for severe injuries against the supposed to be gamma of their pack. “DON’T UNDERESTIMATE US!” the delta patroller shouted and directly appeared on Angel’s side. Everyone in their pack was surprised and happy that their delta managed to get close to him but not the Reeves cousins. They were disappointed. “You. You shouldn’t underestimate the Blood Night Pack’s Alpha.”

Tina didn't want to create a scene in front of her madam, her friends, and her co-workers, so Patrick agreed and replied, "Okay, sure." Tina and Patrick both strolled down away from her madam's shop, then Tina stopped and asked him, "What do you want here?!." Tina stared at Patrick angrily, like she was seeing her worst enemy, but Patrick still smiled at her as he was calm, staring around her village from where they stood. "I'm talking to you; why did you come to my madam's shop?" Tina questioned him angrily again, and Patrick sighed and turned to stare at her. Looking at Tina's beautiful angry face, Patrick didn't say anything as he was still carrying Godsent in his arms, then he spoke to G