Novel & Cerita Wrath Of My Madness

My wolf roared within me, thrashing violently, demanding to break free. “You bastard!” I growled, my voice echoing in the void, shaking with pure, unfiltered rage.

Rage ripped through me and burned hot in my veins. “Enough… enough! ENOUGH!” I roared, losing my mind. The inside of my wrist throbbed and a blinding light burst from the red mark as it shifted, greener and greener. It climbed my arm like a tattoo and ran over my body. “Aaahh!” With a scream that split the sky, something blasted out of me like a supernova. I moved on instinct; all I could think was kill, kill, kill. How dare these insignificant insects defy me? How dare they even fly close to me?

Maybe, the first attempt was not too loud enough for that gorgeous cold prince to hear me. “Doom,” I called again his name a little louder. Five minutes have passed, and I’m bored to death. Damn him, where is he!? “Doom! Doom!! Doom!!!” I lose my patience, so I shouted his name countless times as if I had gone mad. Then, I burst into laughter with all my craziness and sh*t, later. I have never had fun for a long time. I almost forgot what it felt like. “You are a hopeless case.”

Terror gave way to dread, and dread to utter despair. In the final moment before consciousness slipped away, I murmured in anguish, "I'm sorry, Mom… Even after being given another chance at life… I still couldn't protect you."

* Betsy could no longer hold back her anger. Valerie clutched at her cheek in shock. I sneered. “Mom only has one son and he’s married to me. What makes you think he’ll just give an apartment away to you? “Do your fans know how shameless you really are behind the scenes, Valerie?” Valerie was furious and looked ready to fight. Betsy and I struggled with her, but in the chaos, I lost my balance and toppled backward, tumbling over the railing! “Naomi!”

Like, yes I’m mad about what they just did but I can’t just leave the house? Where am I gonna go? I don’t have a place to stay. Or maybe I'm just thinking too much? She won't drive me away from the house, right? She opened my door harshly and looked at me with madness in her eyes. “M-mom,” I said in a small voice. She is still staring at me sharply. Like a lion looking at its prey. Mom is really scary when mad. “M-mom, you can’t expect me to just accept your decisions especially that my future is at stake.” I reasoned out. I didn’t mean to shout at them. To argue with them, I was just blinded by my feelings that is full of hatred.

I have made her as my will to live then days passed by and all I can feel is wrath. I thought it was because of what she’s done and all of the things that I’ve lost because of her but looking at her now, I’ve finally understand where’s my wrath is coming for. She abandoned me and I thought that she never loves me because she never seek me again. That’s where my wrath begins. I’ve loathed her for not loving me enough to find me and make peace with our relationship and when I had the chance to saw her again, I was just blinded by that fake wrath of everything that happened to us. I’ve blackmailed and manipulated her so that I will have her in my life again. It’s the only thing that I know how

Jake said. “Fuck, now I can unclench my butthole,” Weasel said. K-9, Viking, and Rebel burst out laughing next to Jake as he shook his head. “There’s something really wrong with him,” Jake said. Omen climbed onto a table and raised his beer in the air. “Listen up, everyone. If you want to own it, patch it, otherwise Wrath’s going to fuck it!” More laughter erupted around the room, and Jake’s shoulders shook as he laughed. Hands clapped his shoulders and back and before he knew it, things had returned to normal.

If anything, its anger seemed to intensify, its growl rising higher. "Oh, dear. It has the madness," my mother whispered. "Get away from here, Zephyr. I will deal with it." The madness was when wolves were afflicted with a bloodlust so great, they lashed out at anyone or anything, including their own kind. This one was an omega, cast out from its pack. A lot of things could've driven it mad. The anger, the loneliness… the feeling of abandonment "I shall not leave you to this beast, Mother," I replied stubbornly.

I paced like a caged animal, fists clenched, knuckles white. I couldn't focus. Maya. Jax's smirk. The way she'd looked at him for one split second too long. "Fuck!" I roared, sweeping my arm across the desk. Monitors crashed to the floor, glass shattering, papers flying like confetti from hell. My vision tunneled red, breath coming in ragged snarls. I looked like a psychotic madman. MAYBE a stalker, obsessed boyfriend unraveling. Pain was nothing. Losing her? That would fucking kill me.