Lahat ng Kabanata ng UNSPOKEN BOND : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

CHAPTER 61Caleb's hands were curled into white-knuckle fists, and his entire body vibrated like a tuning fork in response to his father's words. Take everything for granted, like a spoiled brat. The mere suggestion made his blood boil with wrath.He was about to lash into Robert with another scorching missile when he heard a fresh voice in the corridor."Hey, did somebody order a large Meat Monster with extra fries?" Julia flew into the kitchen, juggling an absurdly large pizza box and a couple litre bottles of bright green energy drink. Her shaggy brown hair was tangled around a face that still glistened with the oil and intensity of adolescence.She blinked owlishly at the dense tension in the room, her gaze shifting between Caleb's heaving body and his parents' simultaneous expressions of concern. "Uh...did I miss the pre-game pep rally or something?"For a brief minute, it felt as if her words had fractured the very air itself. The oven-blast fury that engulfed the kitchen appea

CHAPTER 63*** D-DAY OF THE CHAMPIONSHIP ***The air inside Willow Creek's Basketball Court was electrifying, sparked by the barely restrained intensity of two competitors ready to clash. As Caleb entered the court for warm-ups, his gaze was drawn to the Oakwood players stretching on the opposite side.So this was it: the night that would finally determine who the district's kings were.Caleb knew everything he needed to know about his colleagues after just one glance: they were locked, loaded, and full of hungry bloodlust. Trent was yelling out some vocal calisthenics that sounded more like ag intimidation than pregame inspiration. Maddie sped past in a blur, her engine screaming at full speed. Even the backups portrayed a towering danger as they sent up jumper after jumper, shoulders already dripping from strain.These were the Wolves of Willow Creek at their most wild, hackles rising and teeth glistening with anticipation of the upcoming feast.Caleb bent down and entered his secre

CHAPTER 65The sound of the ball hitting the hardwood seemed to vibrate through Caleb's very bones as the clock bled its final agonizing ticks. Five Oakwood jackals surrounded him in a tightening circle, seeing their last desperate chance to seize the throne.In those final minutes, the Willow Creek executioner felt a deep, soulful calm. Caleb was no longer in the same terrestrial plane as the snarling warriors pursuing them futilely. No, he had ascended to a higher heavenly level reserved for demigods and icons who had finished their mythological conquest rituals.The roar of the capacity throng had faded to a gentle buzz like the white noise of insignificance accepting an unavoidable reality. Caleb's laser focus zoomed in on the raised hoop, making it the entire cosmic scope through which his destiny would finally, legitimately, be realized.In one eternally held breath, a silent supernova on a great inner scale, he climbed from a threadbare coil to ballistic apogee. As his trainers

CHAPTER 67*** FIRST STUDY SESSION ***The calm atmosphere of the library was disrupted by the violent scratch of chairs on the floor as the group gathered around one of the study tables. Dylan took a moment to study their mismatched crew; Caleb's massive presence dominated one end, and the State Memorial Trophy sat like a flashy centrepiece in front of him. Mia and Lila crowded across from the jock king, apprehension imprinted on their faces."Alright, people," Dylan said, keeping his tone as neutral as possible. "Now that we've got Caleb's...permission to proceed, we need to start mapping out a game plan for this group project."Caleb snorted mockingly, his eyes flashing with disdain as they fell on the paper packet Dylan had created."A game plan?" he mocked. "What is this, war room strategy session?"Mia grumbled, giving Caleb a harsh stare. "It's called being prepared and taking the assignment seriously, you arrogant meathead."Before Caleb could respond with a sharp response, Li

CHAPTER 69Miranda and Yuria paused in mid-torment, their savage sneers temporarily easing as the sound of an adjacent classroom door smashing open reached their ears."What in the name of blessed reason is going on out here?"The authoritative scream of a male faculty member pierced through the tense atmosphere like a hot knife as Mr. Levinson's towering form approached the corner. The hefty, barrel-chested History teacher stopped short, his already florid cheeks purpling even more as he took in the chaotic sight."Miss Miranda!" "Miss Yuria!" His blustering tones cracked like a whip as he focused on the perpetrators. "Release those young ladies this instant and explain yourselves!"For a brief time, it appeared that Miranda might dig in her heels and refuse the teacher's intervention. Her clean features distorted into an ugly grimace, and her grasp on Lila's hair tightened violently until the mute girl wailed. Then, just as swiftly, the mutinous fury subsided into calm, lazy apathy