Sinful: A Dark Asylum Bully Romance (The Boys of Chapel Crest Book 5)

She was gone. Taken. I knew she was.

Church came home to find the house empty. He reviewed his outdoor cameras. We watched the screen as she raced outside in nothing but her thin pink dress, her boots on her feet.

We’d been searching for the better half of an hour for her. Instead of breaking up, we did it as a team.

It was why we were racing through the cemetery towards the mausoleum, the only place we hadn’t been yet on campus.

The door was open.

Fuck.

Night had fallen, but it was too hard to see inside the place.

Bryce’s phone rang. He pulled it out as we surged forward.

“Cady? OK, yeah. We’re here.” He hung up as we continued our run. We were halfway across the snowy, dark cemetery.

“What’s going on?” Church demanded.

“They’re in the mausoleum. They’re hurt,” Bryce panted, trying to keep up. We really needed to work on his cardio, but I wasn’t about to focus on that right then.

She’s not there. She’s not fucking there.

Then where is she?

I-I don’t know. Fuck. I can’t see anything. She’s. . . not there.

Church was the first to enter the mausoleum, Ashes and Stitches close behind him. I came in next, with Bryce at the rear.

My insides wanted to become my outsides as I stared at the mess. Cady and Sin, naked. Cady sobbed over his body.

Church fell to his knees at Sin’s side, and Ashes took his jacket off and wrapped it around Cady, his hands shaking.

“A-Adam,” she choked out. “It’s him.”

“I knew it,” Bryce murmured, moving back to the doorway.

“No. No. NO!” Stitches shouted, falling next to Church.

“Sin. Please, man,” Church choked out. “Hey.”

Nothing. Silence greeted us.

“C-call the wards. We need help.” Church looked wildly at me. “Call the fucking wards! Find Adam.”

Bryce pulled his phone out and made the call while I continued to stare down at the scene. The knife protruded from below Sin’s right lung. His breathing was barely visible and was uneven. If I had to guess, the blade was firmly embedded in his lung.

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Sirena’s face popped into my head.

Help. Please. Seth. Help me.

I couldn’t see where she was, only that she was hurting. Her pain ripped through my body, letting me know she wasn’t on a pleasure cruise. Then, more. Darkness. So much of it.

Finally.

I staggered to my feet.

“What is it?” Stitches demanded, holding Sin’s hand, his jacket now over Sin’s body to keep him warm.

“I-I need to find Rinny. I need Rinny. S-stay with him. I’ll get her.” I stumbled out of the mausoleum and into the night air, my body feeling like a fire had been lit inside it.

“Did you see where she was?” Bryce demanded, coming out from behind me.

I shook my head, my hands on my knees.

He was quiet for a moment before he finally spoke.

“I think I know where they are.”

I straightened, giving him the benefit of the doubt. He was a shadow, after all, and had been proving his worth.

“Let’s go,” I said, breaking into a run next to him, my soul on fire.

It was just like Bryce thought. The clearing.

Night had fallen, but I could easily make out Adam on top of Sirena in the same spot as he’d hurt her before.

White hot rage soared through my body. It was doubled when I felt Asylum rear his head within me.

We burst into the clearing, my fist making contact with the side of Adam’s head in a sickening crack. He fell off her and fumbled to put his dick away as Bryce rushed to pull her to safety.

“Hey, welcome to the party,” he spat at me. “So you know, we’re down a member. I killed Sinclair not long ago.”

“We’re about to be down two then because you’re next,” I snarled back.

He let out a laugh. “I was just about to fuck your girl. Again. That’s gotta suck to know I’ve had my dick in her more than you have.”

I tore into him, beating him until he was on his knees, his face bloody and his chest heaving with each breath he tried to rake in through his broken ribs. I circled him, noting Sirena was moving against Bryce, and he was trying to hold her back.

“Let her go,” I whispered, feeling her monster stir around us. “It’s time.”

Bryce released her, and she came over to stand beside me. Her small body trembled, and she had a cut across her chest and a bruise forming along her cheek.

“Hello, little monster,” I whispered, adjusting my rabbit mask.

“Seth,” she answered back, her voice shaking slightly.

“We always knew it would come to this,” I said, staring down at Adam who swayed on his knees, clearly a little knocked out of his head from my hits. “Asylum is coming.”

“Good.” Her words came out softly. “I want him to be here for this next part.”

I felt her doubts floating around us.

“You’re brave, Sirena. You always have been. It’s time to take control of everything,” I said, taking her hand in mine and lifting it to my lips where I kissed her knuckles. “We’re right here with you.”

She stared up at me for a moment before I released her hand and pushed my knife into it.

“Enjoy,” I offered, backing away from her, ready to watch the birth of a real fucking monster into our dark world.

A smile curled her lips upward, her colorful eyes darkening with the rage she’d hidden away for so long.

And then she descended on Adam like a storm, the knife glinting beneath the moonlight.

Adam’s shrieks echoed through the night as Bryce stood beside me.

“Is Asylum really coming?” Bryce asked while we watched the carnage.

“He’s already here,” I said through a smile.