All Chapters of Sinister Storm: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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Launch an attack tomorrow

Xane’s POVThe moment I stepped into the kitchen, I knew something was wrong. My Mum was standing by the counter, her phone in one hand and a crease digging into her forehead. The air smelled faintly of burnt toast, she probably got distracted and let the toast get burned. But it wasn’t breakfast that was bothering her, something else was wrong.“Mum?” I asked, keeping my voice low. “What’s going on?”She set the phone down carefully, tapping her fingers against the counter. “Dalton’s making his move tomorrow.”I blinked, my stomach dropping. “Tomorrow? You mean during the—?”“Yes.” Her eyes softened, but it didn’t help. “Hehas gathered his men and says he’s going to make Dominic Storm pay. He’s going to drag him by his sins in Public.”My pulse kicked hard. “You mean he’s going to launch an actual attack? And not just make threats?”She nodded once. “He’s not bluffing this time.”I suddenly felt claustrophobic. The kitchen which was always well ventilated suddenly felt stuffy. I r

Last Updated : 2025-09-20

Enough rogues to start a war

Ryder’s PovI strode into the pack house with one mission in mind. To see Bennett and relay some information. But the moment I walked in, I noticed it was unusually quiet.Too quiet.“Bennet?” I called out, striding down the hallway, already feeling my heart sink.When I got to the kitchen Zoe looked up from the kitchen island, a spoon dangling in her hand and a half-empty yogurt cup in front of her. She frowned when she saw my face.“Where is he?” I demanded.Her frown deepened. “Good morning to you too. Who?”“Bennet,” I snapped, my voice coming out harsher than it normally would. I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing. “Where is he?”Zoe set the spoon down. “Uh… he left early and didn’t say where. Why?”I cursed under my breath. “Did he say anything to you last night? Anything at all?”She shook her head, worry flashing across her face now. “No. Now that I think about it, he was quiet, Ryder. Like… unusually quiet. I figured he was just tired.”Quiet.That wasn’t good. Bennet’s

Last Updated : 2025-09-21

Miss my own mating ceremony

LUCAS’S POVI woke up to the weight of someone’s arm draped over me and the faint, steady rhythm of breathing against the back of my neck. For a few seconds, I stayed still, my mind blissfully blank. Then the memories of yesterday came rushing back—the argument, the mate bond rejection, the pain, and then the realization that today would be my mating ceremony.I didn’t move. I just lay there, staring at the soft morning light creeping through the curtains. For once, I wasn’t waking up alone. For once, there was no anger or tension thrumming between us.“You’re awake,” Bennett’s voice rumbled softly behind me. His hand was warm where it stroked absently through my hair, slow and careful, like he wasn’t sure if he had the right to touch me. “I’d hoped you would sleep some more.”A chuckle escaped my chest before I could stop it. “Are you hoping I’ll sleep the whole day away and miss my own mating ceremony?”“It wouldn't hurt to try,” he said with a hint of amusement but his voice was qu

Last Updated : 2025-09-21

You’re so huge

Bennett’s PovI didn’t know what the hell I was doing.One second I was standing in front of Lucas, staring at him like a love-sick fool, and the next, I was blurting out the most desperate words from my mouth.“Can I kiss you?”Lucas froze. He was leaning against the doorway, his tousled hair falling into his eyes, his arms crossed like he was bracing for another argument. He blinked at me, completely thrown. I stepped closer, close enough that I felt the warmth rolling of him. I reached out and cupped his jaw, my thumb brushing against his cheek.“What on earth are you talking about?” he askedThe rational thing would’ve been to laugh it off, claim it was a joke, pretend I hadn’t just thrown a grenade into the room. But I stood my ground, my chest tight, my hands shoved into my pockets so he wouldn’t see them shake.“You said once,” I started, my voice low, “that you weren’t sure if you liked me because of… because of the bond. That maybe it was all the mate thing talking.”Lucas’s

Last Updated : 2025-09-22

Run like a coward

Lucas’s POVI hated how ceremonial clothes made me feel. It made me feel too stiff and too perfect like my body was a mannequin instead of something that had been in a dozen fights.“Quit fidgeting,” my father snapped from beside me, his voice carrying that calm, unshakable authority that always made me stand straighter.“I’m not fidgeting,” I said automatically, even though my fingers were twisting the ring I’d been told to wear for the ceremony.He cut me a look that said Don’t push it, then turned his attention back to the stage.The hall was full and Candles burned in tall iron holders, the shadows they left stretching across the stone walls, making everything look a little more ominous than festive. The air was thick with anticipation and excitement. Several alphas from various packs, Lunas, betas, omegas, and pack elders—all of them had come to witness this ceremony.Then the announcer’s voice sounded from the speakers, carrying across the room.“Welcome everyone. Today, we gath

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

Kill Dad For Revenge

LUCAS’S POVThe lights in the waiting room felt too bright and the room was ominously quiet.Kael sat on the edge of his chair, his elbows braced on his knees, staring at the floor as if sheer willpower could make someone walk through the double doors faster. Ryder kept pacing, his boots scuffing the tiles in a steady rhythm that made my teeth clench. Bennett was the only one who seemed remotely grounded, his arms folded, watching me like he expected me to crack any second.When the doctor finally appeared, I was already on my feet.“Family of Xane Baxter?” he asked, scanning the room.“Yeah—me,” I said too quickly, my voice rough. I had been trying to reach his mum to no avail.Bennett came to stand beside me, his hand brushing against my shoulder in quiet reassurance. “He’s my friend too,” he murmured, like he could read my mind.“Xane’s stable,” the doctor said. “But he was lucky. If he had come in any later, we would have been having a completely different conversation.”The tig

Last Updated : 2025-09-24

Looking for a dead man.

BENNETT’S POVI sat in one of the armchairs, slouched in a manner that made it clear that I didn’t want to be here, but not enough to get yelled at for disrespect. My dad paced behind his desk, his jaw locked tight, while the pack elders sat in a stiff semicircle, arguing. I bet meetings like this were full-time jobs for them.Yesterday’s events were still a sensitive and raw topic. Lucas’s coronation was ruined, Brittney was dead, and half her people and Lucas’s pack members were wiped out. It should’ve been Lucas’s day, but Dalton had shown up like a nightmare out of nowhere, turning the entire ceremony into a bloodbath.And Marcus Reid had been standing right next to him.Just thinking about it made my stomach twist. Marcus was supposed to be dead. He wasn’t supposed to be standing there, working for Dalton, smiling like he hadn’t crossed one too many lines. First it was showing up in my school and killing innocent kids and next it was lying in wait for me and beating me up.I cou

Last Updated : 2025-09-25

Anything to protect her

LUCAS’S POVI stood outside the room, my hands shoved deep into my pockets, staring through the narrow glass panel like a creep. Xane lay still on the bed, his chest rising and falling in a too slow rhythm that made my stomach knot tighter every time I looked at him. His mom was sitting beside him, both of her hands wrapped around his like she could keep him tethered here by sheer willpower.My chest squeezed tight. I shouldn’t even be here.One thought kept running through my head. If Xane knew what I’d done, that I had kissed Bennett like an idiot, desperate for anything that would make me forget the rejection clawing at my chest—would he still have risked his life for me? Probably. Xane was a sucker for pain. He would’ve thrown himself in the fire twice to prove he could take it.The thought didn’t make me feel better.I swallowed hard as his mom leaned forward, brushed some hair back from his forehead, and pressed a kiss there. She lingered for a moment, her lips trembling befo

Last Updated : 2025-09-26

Asylum is a fragile thing

DOMINIC STORM’S POVIf anyone had told me a week ago that I would be out of my pack and seeking refuge in the forest, I would have ordered their execution. But here I was actually running because my brother had shown up.The forest swallowed me whole, shadows stretching long across the mossy ground. My lungs burned and my body ached, but I didn’t stop until the familiar circle of stones came into view.Seraphina’s hut.I pushed past the low-hanging branches, stepping into the clearing that reeked of smoke and sage. She stood at the center of it, her back to me, stirring a blackened cauldron that hissed and spat like it had a mind of its own. The air shimmered around her, thick with magic that made my wolf press against my ribs in discomfort.“Seraphina,” I rasped, my voice hoarse.She didn’t turn, didn’t even look up. My presence didn't startle her. I’m certain she knew I was coming. “You smell of death.”I clenched my jaw, stepping closer until the fire’s heat licked at my boots. “D

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

I like to take it in the ass

LUCAS’S POVDinner tonight was a quiet affair. Not a peaceful, everyone ’ 's-happy kind of quiet—no. This was the kind of quiet that felt like I’d been stuffed into someone else’s family dinner, and I didn’t get the memo.The clink of spoons against bowls echoed around the room as we all ate. Dalton sat across from me, comfortably leaning back as though the home belonged to him, his long arm draped casually along the back of the chair beside him.My mother was sitting to my right and the way she smiled made me feel uneasy, as if we weren’t dining with the man who had literally taken my father’s seat of power not even up to two days ago.I stabbed at the soup with my spoon pushing the broccoli into the sauce. I was more interested in drowning the vegetables than eating them. My stomach had tied itself in knots the moment Dalton walked in and joined us.He looked too at ease, too comfortable as though there was something he knew that I didn’t.And my mother? She didn’t even look tense.

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

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