Todos los capítulos de CHASED BY FOUR MATES AT WOLFORD ACADEMY: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

ELVIRAThe restrictions will start at sunrise. We had until then.At eleven that night, I climbed out of the dorm window and met Rafael at the edge of the east lawn. Eliano was already standing at the end of the hedge with his hands in his pockets. He would watch the path and send a signal if anyone came. Gideon had grumbled about tonight. Xavier had only nodded in respect to him.“If I see a light, I’ll knock twice on the post,” Eliano said. He looked at Rafael. “Look after her.”“I always do,” Rafael said. It was the warmest thing I had ever heard him say.“We have tonight.” He held a branch aside. “Come.”There was a narrow gap in the hedge that I had walked past a hundred times, and I had never seen it. We squeezed through it one at a time. On the other side, a gravel path ran between old trees. At the end of it stood a small stone house with ivy on one wall and a single dark window.I stopped. “This is yours.”“No one else knows it’s here.” He unlocked the door. “Until now.”Insi

ELIANOWe all left the school grounds before the sun came up.Daphne and Lexa stayed behind us. They covered for us by watching our paths carefully. Darkness was almost setting in on us when we crossed the grounds. We walked past the clearing and the old hut, then followed the stream to the willow.Elvira was walking in the middle. Xavier and Gideon were beside her on each side. Rafael was ahead of everyone, checking the ground.I was walking at the back. I didn’t want anyone to see my face.The last time I saw my uncle was when I was eight years old. He had carried me on his shoulders along this same stream. Back then he had taught me to whistle through a blade of grass. Then one random night he was gone; I never saw him again. And my father ended up warning me to never to say his name in the house again.For ten years I had done just that. But for those same ten years it itched me to ask about him.We saw the willow tree. Under its branches, a man stood there, his back resting again

ELVIRAWe left through a side door at midnight and crossed the grounds in the dark.I wore Gideon’s coat. It was too big for me, and I was glad to wear it. The grass was wet. The air smelled of rain that had not fallen yet. And nobody spoke to each other.The third heartbeat was still beating.I could hear it clearly now, somewhere above and behind us, even back in the main building. It was slow and steady, and it was walking. The other two were beneath my feet where they had always been. I did not tell the others. I did not have to. Xavier stopped once and looked back at the school with his head tilted.“Do you hear it?” he asked quietly.“Yes,” I said.“Is it following us?”“I don’t know. It’s getting farther away.”He thought about it. Then he took my hand. “We can’t stop. If we stop, we lose the only chance we have.”“I know.”“Then we keep going.”The east wing stood at the far end of the grounds behind a rusted fence. Half of the roof had fallen in years ago. Black beams stuck o

ELVIRA’S POVEliano stood in front of the empty cradle and did not move. The heartbeats filled the room, and I could not hear anything else.Gideon took my sleeve and pulled my head close to his. “Lean in,” he shouted into my ear. “We can talk if we shout.” I nodded. He did the same to Xavier, and Xavier passed it to Rafael.I made myself think. For days I had heard three heartbeats. I stood very still and listened for each one. I found two of the heartbeats, and they came from the two cradles in front of me; one was slow and one a little slower. I listened for the third one and found nothing.I leaned toward Xavier. “There are three cradles,” I shouted. “I can only hear two beats.”He nodded. “I noticed.”Rafael had crossed the floor to the empty cradle. He stood beside Eliano and read the plaque. His face looked pale. He stayed there for a long time. Then he came back and leaned in close.“My father’s book,” he shouted. “It said, L. Harrow. Withdrawn. Deceased. It said he was a Keep

ElviraNobody answered Xavier.The carving ended on the word key. The heartbeats in the walls went on. They were slow, and mine had slowed to match them. I felt it in my wrist, under my sleeve, where the mark sat.Xavier stood at the wall with the lamp held low. His lips were still shaped with the last line. Eliano stood beside him, facing the carving. His white palm hung open at his side. Gideon was by the second cradle, two steps from me. Rafael had not left the door.The two sleepers lay as they had lain. The third cradle stayed empty, with a plaque.Nobody touched me. That was why I could hear the walls so well.I looked at Eliano's back. His shoulders were up. I wanted him to turn around. I just needed one look. If he looked at me, I could tell whether he was angry or afraid, and I could answer whichever it was."Elvi." Gideon crossed the two steps. "Are you hurt?""It’s nothing."I said it before I thought. It was the lie I always had ready. My hands were cold, and my throat was