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XV.13
“It’s okay, man. Go hang out with the cool kids.” Norman let out, his tone came out pretty depressing.
“But…” I was just deciding to stay with him but the guy just came over behind me.
“Come have lunch with us, just leave this emaciated Harry Potter wannabe alone.” He grabbed me by the shoulder and the next thing I know I was having lunch with the popular kids.
“My name’s Reginald Durst.” The dark-skinned guy uttered introducing himself towards me. “They call me Reggie.”
“Hi, I’m Ysabella Hendricks.” The blonde woman sitting right next to the tall guy who I was thinking to be Benjie mouthed. “And this is my boyfriend, Benjamin Arlington.” She pulled her boyfriend’s arm closer towards her. The guy truly had muscular arms and it seemed that he’s been staying at the gym for quite a long while.
“Nice to meet you,
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I was finally able to control my own curse. I managed to let out my fangs and claws most probably because of the desire to protect my friends. I can’t let him kill Wesley. Judging by the looks of things, Wesley might not survive whatever Yannick was planning to do.I was more than ready to go head to head with Yannick even if he looked way stronger that I am. I don’t know if I have the right amount of strength to go on par with him but I’m going to try anyway.“GrAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!” I growled and lunged towards him.Yannick was just as agile now when compared to the very first time I first saw him fight with Idris. He managed to dodge my first attack and then the second. He was just dodging every move that I was making until I became exhausted.“You’re too slow, Roger. It seemed that all that Idris has taught you was how to move slow.” Yannick muttered.Still keeping my eyes pinned on Yannick, I was breathing heavily. He began rushing towards where I was standing and he was moving swiftl
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XVI.1
Am I going to make new friends today? Are there any pretty girls around the school that might catch my attention? Do they love drinking and partying? I know I love to have fun and that was sort of my life back in Birmington, probably one of the reasons why I didn’t want to move here in the first place. I don’t have any high expectations about this place but I might be wrong.“Hey there, neighbor!” I heard a voice calling for my attention. I looked to my side to see a slim guy wearing glasses approaching my way.Great, so much for a cliché but my neighbor is the nerd guy who loves to wear loose t-shirts and doesn’t have a good sense of hairstyle.“Hey,” I replied faking a smile.“Finally, there’s a new guy in town.” He uttered finally catching up to me. “This town’s becoming pretty boring. It’s always the same person year after yea
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XVI.2
“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 conscious when everything happened and yet now, I couldn’t b
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XVI.3
Throughout many moon cycles, my father had gradually accumulated his feeling of unbridled disappointment and somehow, a hidden resentment towards me. Perhaps that’s the reason why I slowly learned how to intentionally throw each fight. For a while it became my hidden signature move to throw my combat training no matter who I’m against with. Whether it’s my father, his luna, his delta, his former beta, or just any other werewolf in training.I despised the taste of winning or the taste of being looked up to or the feeling of being perceived as strong and powerful. It makes me sick to see other people cheer for my success when it was all a fluke. I’ve always had this hidden feeling inside of me that I’m not supposed to be where I was, that I’m not supposed to be the son of a strong and vicious alpha.Before I became dad’s second in command, Bryner Luke was the one holding the position. Bryner Luke was
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XVI.4
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 that’s how he convinced me to say yes to this mission.Yannick had some strong opinions of himself and just like my father, once he got a taste of true power, he wanted more all to himself. There’s a rumor that he’s planning on usurping my father, though it never came to fruition, what actually happened was he ran off after failing to attack my father.If my father was right about this one, Yannick was trying to build his own pack of rogue werewolves. Too ambitious but delicately possible. He only wants the strong and powerful ones by the looks of things. That’s probably the main reason why he attacked Roger
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XVI.5
I jumped out of my bed and carefully picked up the poor crow before eventually moving downstairs.“Oh my lord, what is that Roger?” My mom screamed out in absolute dread. She was holding her cup of ginger tea and it almost got spilled on the floor.“Uhm, it’s a crow.”“Yes, I could see that but where did that come from?” Covering her mouth and nose, she stepped as far away from me as possible.“I don’t know.” I shook my head even I’m just as confused as my mom was. “It broke my window. I guess it went blind and hit the window??!!” That’s my guess.“That could be a bad omen.” My dad spat taking a sip of coffee from his usual spot.“Roger, get that thing away from here.” My mom ordered, the tone in her voice sounded like she’s quite frightened.“Okay, okay.” I nodded as I inched my way towards the f
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XVI.6
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 and yet a lot has already happened. When I first got here in this town, I was just a human or in Idris’ words, a mere mortal and then the next thing I know, I’m a monster now. There’s literally too much to unpack and honestly, I’m still trying to let everything that I learned sink in. I never had the chance to have a peaceful weekend and process all of this werewolf bullshit.When I go
The Wolfing of Roger Willis XVI.7
I spent the whole week training with Idris at his father’s old rest house. The very first time was pure hell mainly because I’m barely good at anything that has to do with fighting and quite somehow, violence. I’m not really that surprised about performing at bare minimum even when I could feel it in my own self that I’m trying my best effort. I’ve been mediocre at everything and that’s one thing about me that I’m quite embarrassed to admit. That’s most probably the reason why I’m not good at any sports. My mom tried enlisting me to different sports like basketball and football but I never lasted a day. Balls just don’t interest me that much, I guess.I thought we are going to train using some kind of weapon which I thought would be easier yet deadlier. Perhaps Idris would provide some sharp swords or some kind of magical stick but I was just too dumb not to think that Idris was going to train me with h
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