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BADDWOLF Chapter 23: Singing Like A Couple Of Canaries
Chapter 23: Singing Like A Couple Of CanariesThe Basement, Interior Local Corner Store, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... A puff of thick cigarette smoke filled the faces of the barely rousing hoods in their fancy zoot suits who found themselves awakening in a cramped dark basement with a rather testy and actively smoking, Baddwulf kneeling beside them sizing them up face to face before blowing smoke from his orange-tipped thin white cigarette into their collective faces. They made a show of coughing in the wake of the smoke entering their eyes, noses, and mouths as Baddwulf smirked still taking a few puffs before pulling back and extending himself to his full impressive height as he glared rather murderously at the two of them. He had been short on patience given who they had claimed to work for and even less in a mood to be kind after his earlier brawl with a few associates of theirs."Alright tweedle dee and tweedle dum, which one of you is gonna tell me why Blacky
BADDWOLF Chapter 24: When The Wolf Comes Knocking
Chapter 24: When The Wolf Comes Knocking The Pits, Fifth And Central Ave, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... A good deal of shouting and screams filled the air as well as the telltale sounds of a scuffle just before one of the on-duty goons found himself kicked through the heavy wooden doors of the hideout spot where the known petty hood, Blacky Clay had been stationed in a bid to cause as much chaos to Attison District as possible. Baddwulf had not particularly taken too kindly to the nuisance causing him problems beforehand but to take out The Dope Diamond, there wasn't a goon alive that would keep the determined and utterly furious werewolf from snapping the uppity little hoodlum's neck. He tossed about the would-be tryhards with ease knocking their respective heads together and throwing them across the area and the room once he'd kicked his way in. Rage had been prominent behind his dark eyes as the eerie glow of red took hold, he'd been out for blood given the w
BADDWOLF Chapter 25: The Bruised And The Battered
Chapter 25: The Bruised And The Battered Dark Alley, 4th Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... After taking a few drags from his cigarette, Baddwulf rolled his eyes and willed himself to get to his feet. It had not been without difficulty given his injuries at the hands and horns of the bull Blacky Clay had on his payroll, but he managed to get back to it, slowly limping back toward his apartment building. He'd concluded based on how much pain he'd been in that he'd need quite a few days of sleep to recover and a good deal of strong whiskey. The aches and pains had been all part of the job as Baddwulf recalled going through much worse in his line of work and during his time as an active enforcer in his father's crime family. He continued to puff on his cigarette annoyed that this was one of the few times he couldn't venture to The Dope Diamond and let Cheetah do away with all his misery all with the shaking of her shapely young arse covered in spots and yellow f
BADDWOLF Chapter 26: Pleasure In Pain
Chapter 26: Pleasure In Pain The Bedroom, Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... A series of grunts and groans echoed about the bedroom in the wake of the lovely vixen known as Amanda Smalls casually sliding her body down onto the brute of a man's throbbing appendage as he continued to reel in the wake of having his canine lupus arse handed to him by way of an overgrown man-bull in the infamous hoodlum Blacky Clay's employ. Baddwulf had known all too well that getting mixed up with anything Amanda-related was going to lead to trouble with a capital T. Still, he couldn't exactly object when her hot dripping-wet sex had been engulfing his throbbing erection after one of the longest and worst days he'd had in a long while. A grunt escaped from the harsh lips of Baddwulf as he struggled not to buck his hips against Amanda's downward bounces as she began to moan and pick up steam. She had felt good, as alwa
BADDWOLF Chapter 27: No Guts No Glory
Chapter 27: No Guts No GloryThe Bedroom, Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... A low growl rumbled from deep within the throat of the ailing Baddwulf as he found himself roused due to the call of nature becoming more prominent than his need for sleep. He found himself alone in bed despite the vague memory of having company for many hours. He got to his feet feeling the effects of his brawl with the enraged bull-man had finally subsided while he slept. He stretched and yawned as he stood true to form as naked as the day he was born with his rather impressive cock already up before the rest of him. The familiar scent of eggs and bacon had been wafting through the house and his ears perked noting that he'd had a guest this morning. A tilt of his head and a quick sniff of the air indicated all he needed to know about this guest. The still somewhat groggy werewolf detective moved along the cold bare floor an
BADDWOLF Chapter 28: A Rancid Recollection
Chapter 28: A Rancid RecollectionMain Street and Park, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... The orange glow of Baddwulf's cigarette had been barely making itself known as the stream of white smoke floated above it as he made his way toward his office, He'd been dressed to impress so to speak from head to tie despite his usual lack of care in terms of getting out the wrinkles. His messy black locks were slick from his most recent shower and neat as he moved along the sidewalk wearing a light grey trench coat and a black suit with shiny black dress shoes as he moved about the sidewalk pondering his next move and what to do about his two main cases. He conceded that he had been a bit brash when it came to wanting to get his hands on Blacky Clay and should have done some recon before storming the place but he had all the information he needed about who'd been on the snide little imp's payrolls, even if it did cost him a few well-healed bruises.Baddwulf had been pondering his
BADDWOLF Chapter 29: Pieces And Puzzles
Chapter 29: Pieces And Puzzles Main Street and Park, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... The familiar orange glow of Baddwulf's cigarette seemed to lessen the thin white casing as the rather puzzled werewolf moved along the half-empty sidewalk his mind in deep contemplation. It had been just a few hours ago when he'd gotten into the fight with the overly large brute that spent most of his days and nights guarding the front door of one of the notorious hood Blacky Clay's establishments. Now he'd been on the slab back at the local morgue, his body torn to shreds and his guts spilling out. Baddwulf had not recalled doing that to him he had not even used his claws and awoke in the alley amid the garbage bins. The brute of a Bullman had walked away just fine of his own accord following their fight as far as Baddwulf had known it, he had not registered what had taken place after his initial blackout or if the wolf that lurked inside him had been the cause, most days he'd bee
BADDWOLF Chapter 30: An Uneasy Reflection
Chapter 30: An Uneasy Reflection Baddwulf's Office Building, Main Street and Park, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Smoke filled the office as Baddwulf sat back against his chair and pondered what he'd been knee-deep in since the moment he came back from the morgue. Jake had gone home calling it a night a few hours prior and promised to look in on Sully before heading off. It was a long and unusually quiet night the heat had still been an issue for everyone but the lack of sunlight made it all bearable. Baddwulf had been puzzled as to why so many had turned up dead in the span of a few weeks and then suddenly the back-to-back killing as well as the memory of the rancid figure he'd chased through the alley that had gotten away from him. Feeling restless and how much his reflective habit had been getting to him, Ian Baddwulf turned his attention to his secondary makeshift bar. He had always known when to stock the good stuff courtesy of his contact who smuggled thin
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