Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sinister Storm: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Lucas POV The principal's office had never felt smaller. Every time Principal Trent’s boots hit the tile, the echo seemed to hammer into my skull harder than Bennett’s punches from earlier. My jaw still ached, but I wasn't going to show it. Not in front of him. “This is the third fight in two weeks," Principal Trent snapped, pacing like a wolf on the edge of shifting. “And this time, you managed to involve half the student body. Miss Chen is in the nurse's office with anxiety-induced stress, and young Morrison won't stop hyperventilating every time someone mentions Alphas." Bennett and I sat in stiff chairs on opposite ends of the office. He had a split lip and a bruise blooming under one eye. I had a cracked rib and a banging headache. Fair trade. "I don't care what personal issues you two have," Principal Trent narrowed his eyes at both of us."But this school is supposed to be neutral ground. Your pack politics ends at the front gates." "It's not about Pack polit

Ryder POVI was leaning against Kael's car, my arms crossed, foot tapping, pretending like I hadn't been waiting there for the last fifteen minutes when Kael finally emerged from the school building, hair a little tousled and his bag slung over one shoulder. I would not say this out loud but there was something satisfying about getting under Kael's skin in little ways."My Alpha's been asking questions," I said as he drew close, falling into step beside him as we started towards the woods behind the campus."About where I've been disappearing at night."Kael didn’t look at him "What did you tell him?""That I'm seeing someone,” I smirked. “Which isn't technically a lie." I winked and grinned at him He shot me a glare that had no heat. "Relax, pretty boy. I didn't mention any names." I teased"Don't call me that," he muttered, underneath his breath but there wasn't any anger in his voice this time around. We kept walking, our feet crunching on dead leaves and dirt. It had been a

Lucas POV My father had summoned me this morning to his office and honestly apart from discussing park politics with him in public, I really hated being in close proximity to him. I stood with my back straight, my eyes fixed on the floor, trying not to flinch as the old leather chair groaned under my father’s weight. His fingers drummed on the polished wood. This was always a bad sign. Finally, he spoke. “The witch came by this morning.” I froze, my heartbeat accelerating as I felt my stomach tighten into a knot. “She told me that you’ve been taking potions. In an attempt to ‘suppress the bond.’ He stood up slowly, walked around the desk, and stopped a few inches from me.“Are you going to tell me who it is?” I swallowed hard, my hands trembling. I could lie, say any name. But would the outcome be different? At the end of the day, my father would never accept a man. I was tired, too tired of the pressure pressing down on my ribs. The kind of pressure that never lets you slee

Bennett’s POVI adjusted the ceremonial robe for the third time, As i tugged at the collar like it was choking me.The fabric felt too stiff and heavy. Like it wasn’t stitched for me, but for someone else—someone more sure of himself.I didn't want itI stared at the little boy in the mirror, the boy who was supposed to become the Alpha heir tonight. I'm supposed to feel proud.It was an Honor. I was ready for this But all I felt was hollow.The satin gleamed in the light, the silver threads running through deep forest green, that were the official colors of Wolf Crest’s ruling line. It was my line. My birthrightI should have been more excited. This was everything, the moment I’d trained for. Everything my father had prepared me for since I was old enough to shift. Hell, since I was old enough to walk and here I am fidgeting like a coward But instead of adrenaline, there was this knot twisting in my chest. I had never felt it before Was it doubt, maybe. Or guilt. Or so

Lucas POVI stood at the edge of the ceremonial circle, barely breathing through the stiffness in my shoulder.Brittney's fingers were digging painfully into my arm as though she was scared that I might disappear the moment she let’s go.The sickening smell of her perfume wafted into my nostrils as she leaned into me and whispered commentary with breathless excitement.“This is all so majestic,” she gushed. “Do you think we’ll have something this beautiful for our mating ceremony one day?”I didn't answer, my throat was too dry to get anything out. I forced out a hollow smile and nodded absently to whatever she was saying.Her voice blurred into background noise as my eyes found Bennett on stage. My eyes raked over him, taking in how regal he looked but just as quickly I looked away.I couldn't afford to let anything slip through.I could feel my father’s gaze burning into me from across the field. One wrong move from me and I was going to get it.The bruises on my ribs had mostly