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
ROGER WILLISI couldn’t stop thinking about Carmine Reid and her natural beauty and her beautiful red-hair and that cute smile. I haven’t seen anyone like her ever. She’s the type of girl that I like and while I’m at it, I was beginning to imagine going out with her. She’s a little bit reserved, more traditional than the other girls that I’ve met when I was still in Birmington and somehow, she’s also mysterious but I like it that way. I am highly enthralled to get to know here even better. Perhaps tomorrow I could ask her about the cryptic messages that she just told me a few days prior. I might be able to clear those with her.I know I just got a warning from whoever slipped that folded paper on the tree trunk earlier. I’m not entirely sure if it was the guy with the long black hair trying to tell me something or if it was just a random thing. I leaned towards the latter mainly because I don’t even know if that guy truly exist or if I was just seeing things that’s not actually real.
ROGER WILLISWhen I regained my consciousness back, I felt immensely exhausted most probably caused by the rush of adrenaline. That was something I wasn’t expecting at all. I managed to dash across the woods easily locating a shortcut but even then, it was already too late for me. My entire head was covered with a sack that awfully smelled like chicken dung. I couldn’t see a shit except for the dots of light coming from the miniscule holes of the sack. When I tried moving, I instantly found out that I’m restrained against a wall made out of wood. My hands and legs are chained on all four different directions limiting all of the movements that I could possibly make.“I-I think he’s already awake.” A voice stuttered from a distance. If I’m hearing it right, the voice was coming from Carmine but it sounded way too far from where I was being held captive.“Carmine, is that you? Carmine!!!!” I asked almost yelling at the top of my lungs yet my voice just echoed throughout the room. It seem
IDRIS LYKAIOSI was young as twelve when I first shifted form into the monster that I am now. Although my first full moon was just as typical as any other, my father had a different belief secretly influenced by his hunger for power. For a long while, he believed that I was innately special only because I shifted shape way to early than a normal werewolf would. Normally, wolfborns like us don’t shapeshift until we reach our seventeenth cycle where the wolf blood running inside our veins starts to fully take-over the body.My transition to wolfhood was truly special and my father made sure that every single life in the pack recognized the phony that was me. In their eyes, I was extra special but in my own perception, I’m just as mediocre as everyone else. I might have gained my beast form at such an incredibly early age but when I think of it, it isn’t really that special. It feels more like I just hit puberty way too early than my peers.Shortly after my first full moon, I was immedia
IDRIS LYKAIOS The howling from the distance became even stronger and piercing and as I picked up my pace, it became even more violent. Something was not right. I followed Roger’s scent until it ultimately led me to an old cabin hidden in the depths of the woods. I noticed the moon finally edged it’s away above into the night sky and I’m pretty sure, once a single filament of moonlight hits Roger’s skin, the wolfblood running in his veins would immediately react in such a violent seizure. He would begin the lunar awakening and I want to make sure I’m there when it happens. Most mortal humans who manages to survive the incubation period doesn’t do pretty well when they undergo their very first transformation. It’s a difficult process. It’s quite a bit similar to how a wolfborn transforms. However, when a wolfborn first transform, you could easily guide their instincts using your own howl making them easier to tame. It’s not like that for mortal humans though. They don’t have the capaci
IDRIS LYKAIOSRoger eventually passed out right after completing his shift of shape and that’s more than enough to control him from wreaking havoc and possibly harming other innocent mortals. It was hard to watch him struggle in an increased dosage of agony as his body slowly changed. He’s one buffed predator in his beast form. His body mass has doubled up, his hair was thicker and fuller and his ears were flappier.This isn’t the first time that I witnessed a mortal human transform into one of us but it is certainly the first time that I don’t have to take their innocent life. Roger should be lucky that I need him so I could find a way to hunt the rogue werewolf who attacked him.That rogue werewolf used to be a part of our pack. He’s in fact, one of our best warriors. His skills are proven and tested. My father was trying to build a stronger army believing that something dangerous and chaotic is about to come his way and he needs every strong warrior to protect the whole pack. Or so
ROGER WILLIS Everything felt like a daze. I would’ve never imagined that my life would be more interesting here in Viridian Falls in comparison to my life way back in Birmington. I thought partying every weekend and being part of the cool kids’ circle was the whole point of having fun in high school but it seemed that’s not the case at all. It turns out that being attacked in the dark right after someone who’s already in a relationship stole a kiss from you was the initial definition of fun. I was just kidding of course. There’s absolutely no fun in being kidnapped and almost killed by a bunch of crazy ladies. There’s absolutely no fun in being part of the lamest circle in the whole campus. I’m not saying that Norman’s lame but hanging out with him was unexpectedly uninteresting so far. There’s definitely no fun in being attacked by the boyfriend of the girl who stole a kiss from you. Everything that happened to me so far wasn’t fun. I haven’t been in this town for more than a month
ROGER WILLIS“Hey,” I began. I stood up and I was just about to help Soraya out when Norman grabbed me by the hand.“Roger. Just let it go.” Norman whispered from behind.“They’re bullying her. I can’t just sit here and watch them poke fun of her.”“Listen, Roger. That’s the least of your concern. You already have something going on with Benjie. Don’t make it bigger than it already is.” Norman mouthed convincing me to let Ysabella pour water on Soraya’s head like she owns her.I ended up just letting Ysabella pour all of the water on Soraya’s head. It’s hard to watch her exercise her head bitch in charge position. To be fair, I only hanged out with them for just two days. I’m sure that’s not enough to get to know them that well. She’s really a horrible person and I’m glad that I’m not hanging out with them right at this moment. I’d probably be laughing with them just so I appear like I belong when in reality, I want to stop her.Everyone laughed and called Soraya a witch. Some even to