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The Wolfing of Roger Willis VI.5
ROGER WILLIS The winged-ghoul screeched in absolute agony as the dust that Soraya threw burned through it’s already popping eyeballs. The blaring shrill reverberated throughout the hollowness of the gym. “Soraya!” I cried as I leaped near her and Idris. Idris was breathing heavily out of the unprecedented exhaustion. His face was a painting of agony and that’s most definitely coming from his wound. “Id… Mr. Lykaios are you okay?” Holding him by the arm, I asked gritting with so much concern. “I’m fine.” He muttered casually removing my hand from his arm. “Don’t mind me, we still have to take care of that creature, whatever that is.” “What is that?” Soraya looked disgusted by the presence of such devil. “Diwata said it’s a winged-ghoul, some sort of a flying vampire than can sever its upper torso from its legs.” I replied basically telling her what Diwata just explained earlier. “What happened?” Idris groaned talking to Soraya. “We were in the middle of our P.E. class when Mrs. W
The Wolfing of Roger Willis VI.6
ROGER WILLIS “Jesus f… This thing’s absolutely disgusting.” Norman cussed out the moment he and Diwata brought the pair of legs right in front of us. The second half of the winged-ghoul’s body was just as bloody and even revolting. I’m not good at human anatomy and this looked scientifically impossible. We had to cover our nostrils since it smelled like a rotting flesh that’s been left in a warm temperature for a long time. It does look alive, the veins and other parts were moving as if there’s still something sustaining life to them. We could see the flesh that was left and it just struck confusion as to why it could sever and separate its torso from its legs. “What are we going to do about it?” Soraya asked. “The salt, where’s the salt?” I asked Diwata. I remembered what she just told us a while ago. We could kill this thing if we pour the salt right at the flesh of its lower body. “Here.” She handed me the whole package of salt. “We got that from the cafeteria.” “NOOOOOOOO!!!!
The Wolfing of Roger Willis VII.1 – IMPRINTATION
ROGER WILLISLying still on my bed, I stared idly above the ceiling for quite a long time. I don’t know how long exactly but I’m pretty certain it’s been quite a while. I just had another exhausting day and it was a lot to take in. So far, my life here has become a lot more interesting and undeniably terrifying than I initially thought.Ever since I got home, I’ve been trying to shake off the unrelenting thought of Idris inside my head. However, no matter how I try to distract myself I just couldn’t brush him off of my head.After that wild unprecedented kiss, panic stroke my entire body and I just stormed out of the school clinic not really knowing how to react. I don’t really know what went inside my head when I initiated that kiss. It was blatantly wrong in every single aspect and now I’m dying of the fact that I can’t get it off of my mind. It is pretty wild and I don’t want to admit it but now that I had some time to lie down and ponder about it, I’m going to say I somehow liked
The Wolfing of Roger Willis VII.2
ROGER WILLISWhen I inched my way towards biology class, the air felt understandably awkward between me and Idris. I have been dreading the arrival of this moment throughout the entire day. I had thought of skipping class just like how I thought the other day but there’s just something weird going on inside of me that’s keeping me from actually skipping. It’s felt like some sort of a magnetic energy, odd and yet warm and sometimes electrifying. It feels like it’s trying to pull me closer towards Idris.“Good afternoon, class.” Idris began speaking as he stood right in front of everyone. My sight was focused on him only because I don’t have much of a choice. He’s the teacher and I’m the student. As much as I want to avoid eye contact with him, I can’t evade it when he’s basically right in front.I quickly noticed how he was acting un-Idris-
The Wolfing of Roger Willis VIII.1 – WILHELMINA
IDRIS LYKAIOS“Idris.” Roger breathed out, his tone was coming out a little velvety and the look on his face appeared as if he had some other intentions.Out of the blue, he cupped my face and pulled me over eventually fastening his lips to mine. A thunderbolt seemingly hit me to the core as I felt his hot breath and velvety supple lips. The sudden bursting mixture of pleasure and utter shock engulfed my senses and I was unconsciously got carried by the moment.I kissed him back. Perhaps that was the most rational thing to do as a reaction even though the reality was, it’s the most irrational thing to do. I kissed him hard biting his lower lip burning with such unwanted passion. I was feeling the heat all over my body and it’s as if I haven’t kissed someone in a very long time.It was true though. I haven’t kissed someone like this in a very long time and I thought I’m not ever going to kiss someone the way I want it. I felt him bit my upper lip as a mutual response. I would’ve never
The Wolfing of Roger Willis VIII.2
IDRIS LYKAIOSWilhelmina sat across the table right after preparing and serving everything just like a normal house wife would. She must really be dreaming of becoming nothing more than a house wife. Or maybe that’s just me loathing the idea of marriage.I have known Wilhelmina ever since I was young and she was a really good friend of mine way back then. She was tragically orphaned when her father and mother died protecting our pack when a rogue werewolf attempted to take over the pack.Wilhelmina and I grew up together but I never really developed any sort of connection with her beyond being good friends. She was lovely and she can sometimes be verbose. She was usually the feisty one and she would always stand up for me whenever I was being bullied for being too different from my peers. With her natural brunette curls, smooth chocolate skin and modelesque figure, she was truly the most gorgeous werewolf in our pack. Almost every guy wanted to date her but she always shooed them away
The Wolfing of Roger Willis VIII.3
IDRIS LYKAIOSI thought Wilhelmina showing up to my apartment unannounced was already exasperating but the following day became the worst. I’ve been in a vacillating battle with myself all day long. On one end, I’m having this bubbling urge of wanting to see Roger, perhaps strike a private conversation with him about why did he kissed me. I just thought I needed to know the reason behind and I might have to admit that it kept me up all night. That was the very first time in a decade that someone had stroked my emotion the way Roger did. On the other end, I don’t want to see him at all because I’m frightened that I might just falter. I thought I’ve already obliterated attraction out from my vocabulary but that doesn’t seem to be the case.I can’t seem to fathom why I’m having this sudden desire to see Roger in the first place. I don’t even understand why I’m thinking about him and that stupid fucking kiss. It’s been fucking up my mind and I can’t seem to find a way to cease thinking ab
The Wolfing of Roger Willis IX.1 – A REUNION OF FANGS AND CLAWS
ROGER WILLIS In my dream it was seemingly dark, and what shining light there was seemed to be radiating from the crescent moon above. I was alone in the depths of the woods with my claws and fangs out as I was about to face an enemy that I thought I chased. There was something about him that felt somehow familiar and yet unfamiliar both at the very same time. I couldn’t see his face brought about the brightness but his humanoid form made me think he’s the same kind as me. Overcharged with a rush of adrenaline, we both went berserk, pouncing and howling right at each other. The dream felt surreal as I seemingly felt every blow until I was eventually awoken by a glass shattering. When I opened my eyes, the sun was already inching its way above the horizon and I was quick to notice my window was shattered. I was intensely flabbergasted when I saw a bloody crow flailing on the floor. It must’ve flown directly towards my window but how? It doesn’t seem to be blind and this isn’t like the
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