Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sinister Storm: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Kael POVI pressed my back to the cold concrete pillar, holding my breath as heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway. My pulse was racing with urgency. I could still hear the rogues prowling just beyond the corridor.Sarah was pressed flat against the wall beside me, her fingers trembling as they curled around her phone, which had long gone out of service. Her eyes darted toward the closed classroom door we’d just escaped from.“Is it gone?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I strained my head, tuning into the rhythmic shuffle of boots scraping tile. They were not talking and just moving with focus, checking every room. Methodical, patient hunters.“We’ve got maybe two minutes before they get to us,” I whispered. “Maybe less. There’s an exit through the back hall that leads out to the parking lot. If we move now—”

LUCAS POVMy fingers wouldn't stop shaking and my heart was still beating erratically from the craziness.The police lights behind us flashed blue and red across the street, and I could still hear the distant wails of sirens, the cries of frightened students, and the shouts of officers trying to make sense of the scene. A cool breeze blew through the parking lot and I pulled my jacket tighter as a shiver ran down my spine.My father stood a few feet away from me, half hidden in a shadow speaking into his phone in hushed tones. As I watched him, his fingers tightened around the device and turned white as his voice rose.I don't think he knew I could hear him from where I stood.“…No. I said delay it. We can’t risk more exposure, not yet. If they sniff around again, we’ll bury it like last time.”He paused.“No—he doesn’t know. Not completely. But if that rogue had gotten another fiv

Bennet’s POV“Aha! So you do still exist.”Avery’s voice rang out behind me, as I got to the school premises.I turned just in time to see her toss her honey-blonde ponytail over her shoulder, her arms folded tight across her chest.She looked pissed.“You were supposed to come over last week,” she said, her tone more hurt than angry now. “I made snacks. I even cleaned up my room, Bennet. You… didn’t show.”Ah, hell. The meetup at her house. I forgot.I rubbed a hand over the back of my neck, forcing a sheepish smile. “Yeah. Look, I’m really sorry. Things got… hectic. The whole rogue situation’s been a nightmare. It wasn't exactly safe for me to be sneaking out for…dates.”The last word barely left my mouth. I shouldn’t have said it. She latched onto it immediately.“So it was a date,” she said, a ghost of a smile curling her lips. “I knew it.”I didn’t respond. Just offered her a lazy shrug that I hoped came off more apologetic than dismissive.She sighed, dramatic as ever. “That’

BENNETT’S POV The neighborhood was way too perfect. One of those rich, manicured suburbs with trimmed flowers and driveways that shone so bright you could see your soul through it. Avery’s house stood at the end of the block: white pillars, glossy black door, and an obnoxiously pristine lawn. I knocked once., regretting every life choice that led me to this exact moment. I should’ve said no. I should've said I was sick, or dead, or allergic to Biochem. The door flew open before I could retrace my steps. “Took you long enough.” She stepped aside, flipping her hair over her shoulder like she was expecting me to trip over myself at the sight of her. “Come in.” She was wearing a silky robe that barely reached mid-thigh, parted just enough to show the tank top she wasn’t wearing a bra under, and matching shorts that clung to her frame like they were painted on her. “Biochem,” I muttered, brushing past her into the foyer. “Mhm,” she said behind me, that smug little grin in her voic

BENNETT’S POVThe scent of grilled meat and fried something-that-smelled-amazing wafted out from the diner’s kitchen as I leaned against the counter, waiting for our orders to be packed up. I checked my phone. No messages from Lucas. Not that I expected any. He sure must be having a swell time with my mum for him not to be cursing me over the phone. There were messages from Avery. She has been calling and texting nonstop since our last tutorial. I had been avoiding her in school too but I was going to have to tell her off soon.Unless I want a murderous Lucas on my hands. He has been aggressive and possessive since that night.I drummed my fingers against the metal edge of the counter, glancing out the glass window just for the hell of it and then I saw the last person I expected to see around here.My jaw tightened as my brows furrowed.