Todos os capítulos de BOURNEMOUTH SHIFTER ACADEMY : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

She nodded hastily. “I’m fine,” she said. Then, after a heavy beat, “Thank you... for what you did yesterday.”Adrian offered her a brief glance. “As long as you’re standing, that’s what matters,” he replied simply. “It’s fine.”A few paces passed before Adrian suddenly raised his voice.“Zane! Are you seriously not going to wait for your mate? You keep marching five paces ahead of her like she's a foot soldier!”Zane halted dead in his tracks. The hallway seemed to drop ten degrees in temperature. Slowly, he turned his head back.“Are you serious right now?” he said, “Adrian... are you going to test my patience all day?”Adrian put on an expression of pure innocence. “Test what?”Zane’s eyes narrowed into dark slits. “You know precisely what.”Adrian shrugged lightly. “You need to show basic consideration if you plan to keep a mate,” he offered casually. “Otherwise you’re going to end up with another disaster on your hands.”That remark earned him a far sharper glare. Zane scoffed,

"The High Council is in utter disarray, my father is practically foaming at the mouth, my political rivals are scrambling in the dark trying to figure out my play...""It’s brilliant. The entire elite hierarchy of Bournemouth is losing its collective mind over a girl who sits at the absolute bottom of the food chain. It’s glorious chaos.”“Amusement?” Adrian repeated the word as if it tasted like ash.He stared at his best friend, realizing just how reckless Zane was willing to be.“Don’t ruin my mood with that righteous look on your face, Adrian,” Zane warned.“You know I love a good display of chaos.”He turned back around, shoving open the heavy iron doors that led into the exclusive training grounds reserved for the Mouth Riders.The air shifted instantly, changing from the sterile, costly scent of the academy corridors to the raw, heavy smell of exhaust, burning rubber, and high-octane fuel.The rest of the squad was already assembled in the expansive underground garage, surround

Nessa finally pushed open the front door of her house and froze.The living room was completely destroyed. Heavy mahogany tables lay overturned. Broken glass covered the rug.Drawers had been violently ripped open, and papers were scattered everywhere like debris after a gale.For a brief second, she thought scavengers had broken in. Then she saw Mira.Her half-sister was sitting on the floor surrounded by the mess, crying hysterically.Beside her stood Celeste, pacing back and forth with a terrifying look on her face as she tried and failed to calm her daughter down.Nessa's heart dropped into her stomach. "What happened...?"The words barely left her mouth before Mira Rowan snapped her head up.The moment her tear-streaked eyes locked onto Nessa, her face twisted into pure, unbridled hatred."It's all her fault!"The scream shattered the silence of the ruined house. Celeste immediately grabbed her daughter's arm."Mira, pull yourself together!""Pull myself together?!"Mira Rowan s

"Don't be shy about it. I don't want you sliding off when I lean into the curves."She hesitated for a brief second. Then, slowly, she reached forward and wrapped her arms tentatively around his waist.With a smooth, powerful surge of torque, the motorcycle launched forward, tearing away from the quiet square and into the mist-shrouded streets.He leaned his body deliberately into the sharp turns, using his broad shoulders to completely shield her from the freezing drafts of the wind.Finally, the diner appeared at the end of the quiet strip, a steady beacon of warm orange light reflecting off the dark, churning harbor waters.Adrian pulled up smoothly along the curb and killed the engine, leaving only the sound of the distant tide lapping against the stone piers as he waited for her to dismount.He swung off the bike first and turned to help her down, placing his large hands firmly at her waist. The breath left her lungs as he lifted her off the machine and set her gently on her fee

The phone almost slipped from her numb fingers.Then she read another; *Some wolfless strays really don't know their place in this kingdom.**House Rowan should be thoroughly ashamed.*And another.Then, without warning, the wall-mounted television in the corner of the Talia's room flickered, a stark, high-priority news banner crawling rapidly across the bottom of the display.Nessa turned her head slowly toward the screen.Talia, who she had assumed was still fast asleep beside her, was already sitting up against the headboard, her knees pulled tightly to her chest as she watched the monitor.She had been awake for a while.The news anchor spoke in rapid, hushed tones, shuffling paper documents before the feed abruptly cut to a crowded press podium. Flashbulbs went off in blinding, chaotic waves.Reporters were packed together so tightly that the hall looked like a wall of shouting faces and straining microphones.And then Zane stepped out onto the platform.Nessa sat up straight a