Semua Bab SNOW WHITE And The Supernaturals Of SHADOWVALE : Bab 21 - Bab 30

I'M AT THE FIELD IN MY COOL tracksuit, observing the lively scene. The atmosphere is energetic, and everyone's buzzing with excitement. Shoes squeak and make noises as my classmates move around, and the smell of sweat is in the air because everyone is working hard. All of a sudden, kids zoom past me like quick flashes of color. The coach blows the whistle loudly, signaling the start of the race. The runners give their best effort, their faces showing just how focused and determined they are to win. They're putting all their energy into the race! All of a sudden, one runner pulls ahead of the rest, running really fast like a cheetah chasing its prey. It's Kylian, the mean guy who caused trouble for Scarlett and Winter at the cafe. He crosses the finish line first and shouts in victory, holding his fist high in the air as people around him cheer. I refuse to join in, because Kylian might be a fast runner, but he's still a bully and I don't want to support that. As if that wasn't enoug

I WALK INTO MY HOUSE, THE DOOR clicking shut behind me as I let my backpack drop onto the couch with a soft thud. My mind's a jumbled mess, and all I can think about is Chloe and what she's going through. I head straight for the kitchen, pulling open the fridge to grab a bottle of tangy animal blood. The cool liquid is just what I need right now. Vivaldi's revelation about being a werewolf is still fresh in my mind, and he had promise to stay indoors 'til the next full moon when he'll go full werewolf. He'd figured it would be better not to be around people, just in case something goes wrong and triggers him to ruin his chance of getting his blood contract. He's scared he'll lose control and give in to his bloodlust. I sigh, and unscrew the cap from the bottle, and take a swig of the crimson drink. It's cool and sweet, but it doesn't take away the weight of my thoughts. As I stand there, my mind's racing a million miles a minute. Could Vivaldi be the one who attacked Chloe? Even tho

GABRIEL'S RELAXING IN HIS SMALL apartment when, unexpectedly, his phone rings loudly, like a blaring alarm. It buzzes and hums so hard that it makes the countertop vibrate like a bee's wings. Gabriel quickly focuses on the phone, and his hand swiftly grabs it with a gentle touch. He swipes his thumb across the screen, and his heart sinks like a heavy rock. It's a voice message, from Winter, one of his sister Chloe's closest friends. Winter's words hit Gabriel hard as he taps the play icon: "Gabriel," she says sadly, "I'm really sorry to tell you this, but Chloe's in the hospital, hurt badly. She has a serious injury on her neck, but she's strong, and she's going to be okay. Still, it's a tough situation. The doctors say she's fortunate, but it's really important for her to have support right now. She needs you, Gabriel. I know you've been away, but she's been asking for her big brother." Gabriel imagines Chloe lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines and tubes. He sees her fa

"YOU ALWAYS RUIN EVERYTHING," I snap, glaring at him. "I've seen you for what you truly are – a monster. I can't forget how you sank your fangs into Chloe's neck, sucking the life out of her like she was some worthless doll. I remember when you tricked me into that dark cave after taking the lives of those poor girls in my living room and lied to my face. You even enjoyed it when I attacked that innocent driver when we first met." My chest rises and falls as my anger spills out. "You tried to suck me into your twisted world, to make me play your sick games. If that doesn't make you a monster, I don't know what does." His voice comes out in a hushed whisper. "That was before we met. Things are different now. I have a purpose, a responsibility to fulfill, and a master to serve for eternity. I've changed, and I won't risk my shot at freedom for anything." "That's nonsense," I mutter, locking eyes with him. "If you don't believe me, then just make me tell the truth. Will me," he insis

THERE I AM, STANDING AND swaying like a palm tree in the middle of a hurricane. I can't help but think, "What in the world is happening nowadays?" I mean, I was sure I had this guy under my mind-control to leave me alone, but I guess not. Could it be because I've been downing animal blood instead of human? It seems like my mind-control abilities are fading fast. First, it was Chloe—though maybe it was Casper who broke the mind compulsion on her—and now this kid? So now any random teenager can resist my mind-control? It's becoming a joke! All of a sudden, one of the customers speaks up, "Hey, what gives you the nerve to bother our friend here?" The boy lets go of my collar, and the angry customer jumps down from his stool, positioning himself between us like a bouncer ready for action. Now, the kid who'd grabbed me is face to face with a burly guy, his grey shirt unbuttoned, revealing a tangled mass of grey and white chest hair. The man's nostrils flare like a raging bull, and I can't