Novel & Cerita Angry Duck

" he said and rushed out of there. So that quacky duck is a model. I got curious to see what she is doing or crying in her annoying voice so I walked near to the scene wanting to see the poor kid she would be scaring with her duck voice. When I reached the scene and pushed past the people what I saw made my blood boil in anger. Adrenaline rushed through my veins. "Security throw this kid out of this place if you love your jobs." Stella yelled at the guards and it was the last string of my anger which she broke. "STOP RIGHT THERE!" I shouted and everyone stilled at their places.

Dante growled. Chuckling, "yes, the anger. We have to work on your temper. We can't have you threatening or snapping people's necks." Straightening out his jacket, "let us continue." Dante was furious that he took out the anger on a nearby wall, punching strongly into it, breaking apart. His eyes briefly glowed, revealing an amber golden color. It was like a sharp sunset. He was snarling, his wolf trying to break out. Dante didn't like being controlled or manipulated in any way. He was used to playing cards. Maybe Declan was soon going to get himself or Dante killed.