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ARC 1: The Wolfing of Roger Willis
The Wolfing of Roger Willis
ARC 1 of The Wolfing Series
Written by: Vendité Johnson
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ARC 2: The Unwolfing of Roger Willis (COMING SOON)
NOTE: 2 ARCS OF THE WOLFING SERIES ARE GOING TO BE PUBLISHED HERE.
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OTHER WORKS:
THE BADBOY TRILOGY
BOOK 1: HOW TO DESTROY A BADBOY
BOOK 2: THE EMANCIPATION OF A BADBOY
BOOK 3: A RHAPSODY FOR THE PLAYBOY
****DANCING IN HIS STORM
DISCLAIMER
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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The Wolfing of Roger Willis I.1 - The First Full Moon
ROGER WILLISA failing marriage. That’s basically the reason my family and I moved to the small town of Viridian Falls. I learned that my father had been sleeping with his secretary, and I thought that was quite a typical situation with most men working in the white-collar class. My mother was a relentless and inquisitive type of woman. She was constantly confronting and asking my father with the very same question that she asked a few days prior. Unfortunately, just like everyone else, my father was caught in his own web of lies and ever since then, my life has become difficult.My mom and dad are under the impression that I don’t know what’s up with them. They were acting as if they’re on good terms and that we only moved here because life in the major city of Birmington is only for the rich.To be honest, they aren’t good at acting. If they thought I have zero idea about dad’s infidelity, they are absolutely wrong. The walls aren’t as thick as they thought it was. I heard the const
The Wolfing of Roger Willis I.2
ROGER WILLIS Carmine Reid just left me that weird riddle-like phrase that seemed to have come from the book that she was holding and then walked away as if I would understand what she had just mouthed. Who the fuck is hiding in a sheep’s clothing? I ended up slamming my locker shut. I was hoping to follow and strike a meaningful conversation with the most beautiful girl that I’ve met but then Reggie showed up out of nowhere eventually halting me from my plan. “Yow, Roger!!!” He abruptly snaked his heavy arm around my shoulder which I’m already used to. “What’s up? How was your first day going?” “It’s fun, man. I’m already getting to know a lot of people.” “You coming to the party, right?” He asked eventually reminding of the party that I just got invited to. “Yeah, sure.” “Come on then!!! Everybody’s waiting at my truck.” Reggie had a noticeably easygoing character that I find in line with my own who-gives-a-fuck personality. I have a strong gut feeling that we are going to g
The Wolfing of Roger Willis I.3
ROGER WILLIS When I opened my eyes, I instantly felt nauseous and I couldn’t see a single shit. Everything was just a blurry image but one thing’s for sure, I could feel the writhing pain from my left shoulder going down to my spine. It felt agonizing almost as if I was a blind deer that was hit by a ten wheeler truck along the road. I blinked one too many times until my sight turned to a clear and that’s when I noticed where I was. I was lying at the front porch of our house and I was freezing cold. I have absolutely no idea how I got here. The last thing I could remember was running away from that stupid party, stricken with much panic and fear. I was trying to get the flashlight of my phone on when I heard some sort of an animalistic growl before something hit me. Thankfully, it was still quite dark but the loud crowing of the roosters from the small neighborhood meant morning was approaching imminently. I tried propelling myself up using my elbow, however the pain from my chest
The Wolfing of Roger Willis II.1 - WOLF BLOOD
ROGER WILLISWhen I opened my eyes, the bright light coming from the fluorescent light pierced right through giving me a quick surge of headache. It took me a long while before my eyes could adjust from such brightness. Once my vision got to a clear, I saw the back of Mr. Lykaios talking to someone behind the curtain.I leaned in and tried to listen to the conversation they were having but the throbbing in my head got in the way. It’s quite hard to focus and it almost feels like something’s triggering the headache every once in a while. Lying in bed, I looked around and I learned that I’m inside the school clinic with the bright fluorescent light and the curtains that separate the other beds. I also noticed that I was wearing only my shirt and there’s a significant amount of dried blood from it.“You’re finally back to consciousness.” Mr. Lykaios uttered as he slowly inched his way towards me. “I was just about to change the bandage from your wound.”“Did I just passed out?”“You did.
The Wolfing of Roger Willis II.2
ROGER WILLISMr. Lykaios’ suit was unsurprisingly larger on my slender frame giving me the much needed room for my newly patched wound to breathe. Given that buffer body of his, I felt lesser of a man somehow. I might have to start working out any time soon to at least be on par with the muscles.The school nurse came back and told me I’m free to go. I was highly hoping that I’d spent the rest of my time at the clinic, that would be cool, but she told me to return to class which was an utter disappointment.I went to my last period and everybody were staring at me as if there’s something wrong with my face. I may look a bit pale today but I’m aware of that. I know I’m still the new kid on the block but they already saw me yesterday. I have introduced myself multiple times throughout the day. They shouldn’t be acting like I just came here today.After my last class, I bumped into Esmeralda on my way towards my locker.“Oh hey, Roger.” She smiled recognizing me. She was still sporting t
The Wolfing of Roger Willis II.3
ROGER WILLISI couldn’t get myself to sleep at night and that’s mostly because I am locked in this claustrophobic prison of confusion. I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation that I had with Mr. Lykaios at the clinic. He must be on crack or some shit when he mentioned those things about werewolves. What’s next? Witches and fairies? I don’t think so. I don’t intend on believing him at all. And then there’s Carmine Reid giving me these cryptic messages and she even said I smelled like a rotting dog. I know I didn’t take a shower yesterday because I was feeling awfully sick but those are very specific descriptions that I don’t think even matches how I smelled.In addition to all of that, I could hear my mom and dad arguing about the very same shit for the nth time. Their room was very far from my room and I’m sure the walls in this house are way thicker than what we had from our old house but I don’t understand why I could hear their voices. I thought we came here to start over a
The Wolfing of Roger Willis III.1 – THE FEMALE PACK
ROGER WILLISMr. Lykaios was the first person I laid my eyes on when I finally woke up. I immediately knew we are not at the school clinic mainly because of the absence of the bright fluorescent light.“Where am I?” Waking up, the feeling was pretty much familiar. My body was aching as I felt extremely dehydrated. My throat felt lumpy and dry and my voice came out hoarse as if I had a long night of drinking. I tried propping myself up but the throbbing agony coming from my wound made things impossible.“Hey, hey, calm down, kid. You don’t have get up, just lay there and let me patch up your wounds again.” Mr. Lykaios rushed my side. In contrast to his imposing tone in class, his voice was now gentle though the commanding aura was still present.“My body hurts.” I groaned feeling the aching in every muscles of my body.“I took you home because I couldn’t risk to take you to the hospital.”“What happened?”I was trying to remember what just happened earlier and I’m sure as hell that I’m
The Wolfing of Roger Willis III.2
ROGER WILLISIt was already nightfall when Mr. Lykaios drove me home and I was increasingly worried that my parents would question everything. I kept looking at myself on the side mirror and I noticed nothing happened to my face. Literally, I don’t see anything cut or broken. I’m pretty certain of the fact that Benjie got me real good with those hefty punches and I should probably have a broken nose, perhaps a black eye but I was more than shocked to see none of that shit. I’m not usually one lucky person per se. I have never won anything based on the random power of luck but I guess the lucky duckies were in favor of me today. I’m glad that Benjie didn’t manage to break my face because I didn’t have to think of a stupid lie about it. Also, I don’t want to become a whole ass laughing stock when I get to school tomorrow.Idris gave me his phone number strictly reminding me to call him in case anything happens. Honestly, I don’t know what to feel about it. Oddly enough, I felt so much s
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