Paw Patrol Angry Novels & Stories

“The fuck did you just say?” K-9 shook his head. “I wanted to wait until all this shit was over and done with. I’m going to claim her, Wrath. What I feel for Chelsea … it’s big, it’s consuming, it’s fucking with my head. I can’t help how I feel about her. I don’t want to be without her and if you don’t like it … well … tough fucking luck. Get over it. I’m patching her.” “Does she know what that means?”

The leader of the opposing pack trembled before me, their eyes filled with unease. "Why?" I roared, my voice echoing through the air. "Why did you attack my pack, causing such devastation and pain?" The leader of the opposing pack hesitated, their voice laced with feeble justifications and hollow words. Their response failed to satisfy my thirst for understanding, and a tidal wave of anger surged within me, overpowering any semblance of reason. In a moment of uncontrolled rage, I lunged at the leader, my claws already transformed into deadly weapons. The strike found its mark, leaving the leader wounded and gasping in agonizing pain.

I scream as I angrily throw the glass I was holding in my hand and its shattered pieces spread across the floor. I can feel anger rise in me as my eyes turn yellow and my fingers partially transform into paws. I walk over to the sitting area where I lift up the couches and angrily throw them against the wall, caring less about the ruckus I’m causing in the living room. I walk over to the flat screen TV and angrily push it down from the cupboard. A few servants rush into the living room but none of them has the courage to approach or try to stop me. They very well know what they’ll be getting themselves into if they attempt to do that. I scream in fury as I pick up the glass table at the

Just thinking about what he has already done to a pup, another wave of anger rushes through me. My rage takes over and before I know what I’m doing, I jump towards the wolf. With my claws extended, I swing my paw at him. A sense of joy washes over me as my claws dig into his side. He howls in agony while the sound of his flesh ripping fills the air. He stumbles backwards as blood oozes down his side. Shock and disbelief tumble through his eyes as he looks at me. I don’t wait before I lunge forward again. The image of the injured pup replays in my mind and spurs me on.

It was as if his anger had manifested itself in his driving, the car was hurtling down the road with an intensity that matched the turmoil within him. As we raced through the streets, my heart clenched with every passing moment. I feared for the lives of the careless ones who crossed our path, No, Rurac needs to slow down now. No matter how angry he is, he should be considerate and realize that we are still within the boundaries of the New Dawn Pack and there could be pups, playing close to the road, who may unknowingly become victims of his fury. And then, as if the universe was testing our resolve, I spotted a group of pups playing in the middle of the road.

"You have to come with us." Angie backed away. One of the Wolf Gang members grabbed Petal's hair, who was cowering in fear, and wrapped her arms around Angie. "Aaaaaah...!" Petal screamed. She was forced to walk with her hair violently pulled. The Wolf Gang man casually kicked Petal in the back until she bounced off and hit the wall of the nightclub. "What are you doing, asshole!" Angie growled angrily as she saw Petal's forehead bleeding from the impact. Unfortunately, Angie's anger was no match for him. Instead, the Wolf Gang man burst out laughing as if he was very pleased to see Angie angry.

Swore to attack me if I did it again. But he was awake. He could carry on shifting back. “Shift, you fucking idiot! Kids can do it, so why the fuck can’t you?” I exclaimed, letting all of my venom seep into the words. Drill into him. Ulrich’s eyes narrowed in on me. His front paw flexed in the dirt. Teeth flashed in the early morning light. Canines razor-sharp and aimed directly at me. Anger seemed to wash over him until he wanted to flex his hind leg. Wanted to dig his back paw into the dirt like his front.

He changed into a wolf immediately. The shadow wolf ran with speed, raising his paw to hit him down with it. My warrior went under him and used his paw as a pitchfork to dig a hole in his paw. Blood gushed out, staining his paw. He came at him again, trying to cut him down, but his paw was snatched off by my warrior, letting blood splatter on the floor. He yelled in pain, charging one more at him. He bent his two paws, crouching on the floor. He was angry and ran with force, like an angry dog. He raised his paw to slash him one more time.

She dragged her by her hair angrily and slap her which makes one side of her lips burst. “When I ask you a question, you answer immediately bitch” she said angrily as Roseanne nods in tears as she held her cheeks in pain. “I can’t wait to see what your own death will be like” Angie said as she smirks and walk away to her room with Soberth behind her.

He was angry. Shit!