Todos os capítulos de STRANGER ATTRACTION : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Kayla laughed bitterly.“Why would I, Veylor? So you can finish what you started?”That was it.“Oh please,” I snapped. “Not again. Not again! I am sick and tired of asking the same question while everyone keeps accusing me without telling me anything. What have I done that I don’t know about?”Her lips curled. She stepped away from her door and walked right up to me, eyes sharp and unforgiving.“What haven’t you done?” she said coldly. “You’re the reason everything happened the way it did.”She scoffed, her gaze sweeping over me like she was searching for something and finding nothing.“I wonder what she ever saw in you that she let it happen.”Her words hit me like a blow to the chest.“Let what happen?” I shouted. “Oh my god. Oh my fucking god, Kayla!”I was panting now, my heart slamming hard against my ribs, veins buzzing like they were on fire. I forced myself to breathe in, then out.“Okay, Kayla,” I said, holding up a hand. “Let’s do it like this. No more beating around the bu

Iris left her sisters behind and rushed toward me. Kaelith lay in my arms, her weight light, terrifyingly light. Iris placed her hands over mine, touching Kaelith as if that alone gave her some right.“Veylor, you’re here?” she said breathlessly. “And—and what are you doing with Kaelith? Where are you taking her?”I shifted slightly and shook her hands off me. My arms tightened around Kaelith without thinking.“I’m taking her to the hospital. She needs intensive care,” I said, my voice hard, my gaze locked on the men ahead, their faces twisted with rage.“What hospital?” Iris snapped. “We don’t have any here. So where exactly are you taking her?”My gaze flew back to her. She stepped closer again, trying to loosen my grip on Kaelith, her fingers digging into my arm. I shoved her away and walked past her without another word.One of the men stepped forward, fists clenched, but the other grabbed his arm and held him back. They both watched me as I reached them.“Please,” I said, forcing

Kayla’s POVI ran. Branches tore at my clothes and slapped my face, but I only tightened my hold on Kaelith and kept moving. Her body hung limp in my arms, her head resting against my shoulder, her breath so faint I could barely feel it. My legs should have given out, yet they didn’t. Something else was moving me.The voice.Deep. Baritone. Heavy, like thunder trapped inside a cave. It slid into my bones and reverberated through them until my skull felt full of it.“Kayla…”It began the moment Veylor placed Kaelith in my arms.My plan had been simple at first: hide her in my room, lock the door, and keep everyone away.But the instant I reached the entrance, it happened.“Kayla!”I froze.For a second I thought it was Veylor, or Corven, or even Tallis. I spun, searching the chaos, but they were still fighting and shouting, too consumed with tearing each other apart to notice anything else.I turned to go inside the house.“Kayla…”This time it came like a breath against the back of m

I stood there for a while, my mind full of too many thoughts at once, when a sharp sound cracked through the quiet like someone snapping fingers right beside my ear. It pulled me back to the present. I looked ahead and saw the old man already farther away from me, with Kaelith drifting behind him.Two choices pressed hard on me. I could turn around, run back home, and tell everyone what I had just seen. Or I could follow him and find out where he was taking her. I knew that if I went back now, by the time anyone followed me here, both of them would be gone. No one would believe me either.I did not think again.I ran.Branches brushed my arms as I moved through the woods. Dry leaves crunched beneath my feet. My breath came heavy, but my legs kept going on their own. I could see them in front of me, not moving fast at all, yet no matter how hard I tried, the distance between us did not close. They seemed to glide ahead while I pushed through bushes and roots that rose from the ground l

My screams bounced around the cave until my throat felt raw, but the hissing only grew louder, angrier, closer. It slithered through the dark like breath from the stone itself. I spun and ran to the entrance we had used before. The wall that had sealed itself shut now stood there like a mountain.I pressed both palms against it and pushed with everything in me. Nothing moved.My hands searched wildly along the cold surface, up and down, side to side, desperate to feel anything that could open it. A crack. A switch. A hollow. Anything.“Please open,” I cried, my voice breaking as I beat the rock again and again. “Please. Please.”Tears poured down my face. Behind me, the thing inside the wall scraped harder, impatient now. The sound deepened into a low, rumbling growl hidden beneath its hiss. Stone shifted. Dust rained down in thin streams. The hissing turned sharp and violent, like steam escaping fire.I struck the rock until pain exploded through my hands. Skin split. Warmth spread a