Wilkfang Volume 01, Chapters 01 - 02
Wilkfang is a creative narrative designed to help a friend's son promote his WOW stream. It's essential to clarify that this story does not represent his raids or streaming experiences; it is purely fictional. Furthermore, the narrative does not revolve around my friend's son, as the main character is an accountant, which is not his profession. I choose not to reveal his name at this moment, as he needs to establish a biography and give me permission to share it.
Regarding the series, I will be releasing chapters 01 and 02 simultaneously since the story unfolds gradually. My aim is to provide readers with the best value for their reading time. Additionally, I will publish it in novel format, alongside a collection of short stories corresponding to the chapters. This way, if anyone finds they’re not enjoying the tale, they won’t feel like they’ve wasted much time or money. Based on the feedback and popularity, Wilkfang may also be developed into audiobooks.
Introduction :
Eventually, the violent shaking subsided. William remained extremely cold and shivering, even though the temperature in the medical trailer was approximately 85 degrees and he was wrapped in an electric blanket.
"You should start to warm up after you eat," suggested one of the medics as she connected the IV.
"Is that really necessary?" William inquired, glancing at the IV.
"Absolutely," she replied. "First and foremost, you need hydration, which is crucial. It also contains mild pain relievers and antibiotics."
William turned his gaze toward Henry.
"Don't worry; I had it much worse," Henry remarked. "It was -15 degrees when I had my first experience."
"But why am I so cold? It's 45 degrees outside. Sometimes I wear shorts when it's only 45. I can handle the cold; it's the heat that I can't stand," William asserted.
The medical technician settled beside the stretcher. "You’ve entered a new realm, William. Once merely human, now you are considered a supernatural being. The cold is part of your transition." She paused to check the IV. "It won't always feel this way, and it will only get easier."
He glanced at Henry, who nodded and smiled reassuringly.
"All the wolves here have undergone this transformation," the medic continued. "As you can see, they are doing well." She looked toward the door, where group members were trying to check in on William. "See? They care about you, but I’m not worried. I know you’ll be fine."
"I thought werewolves were hard to kill. Why the need for antibiotics?" William questioned.
The medical technician met his gaze. "You're correct; 'werewolves' are indeed quite difficult to kill. However, in comparison, humans are very fragile. While the condition enhances the immune system and accelerates healing, it doesn’t provide immunity to everything. A wolf can take a bullet to the head, and experience a brief headache and momentary confusion, but its body will expel the bullet, allowing it to keep charging. As we know, most humans would be killed instantly."
"It's also my responsibility to keep your human body functioning," she added.
