My Hockey Alpha

Enzo

Nina’s confession hit me like a ton of bricks.

As soon as she described what she saw,

I was reminded of a conversation I had with the dean the day prior…

The dean called me to her office to tell me something urgent. I was there in mere moments; having the ability to teleport was one of the werewolf traits that I appreciated the most sometimes.

“Oh, good,” she said, sitting at her desk. “Take a seat.’

I sat across from her. “What’s so urgent?” I asked.

The dean rubbed her forehead and sighed. “You haven’t been shifting on campus, have you?”

“No, of course not,” I replied. “I know better than that.”

She nodded and clasped her hands in front of her on the desk. “Students have been reporting sights of shifters on campus. Just last week, a girl claimed that she was followed home at night by what she described as a’ human-cat hybrid’. The day after that, a male student was caught running through the dorms in only his towel, banging on doors and screaming about a wolf staring at him through his window… on the fourth floor.”

I furrowed my brow and leaned forward. “What would other shifters be doing here?”

The dean shrugged. “I don’t know. Your presence, perhaps. No doubt they see you on the television and in the news, and recognize you as a shifter right away. Maybe they think it’s alright to come and terrorize my students.”

The dean also explained to me that she was sending students to see a hypnotherapist, who had succeeded in hypnotizing them into forgetting all about their encounters with shifters.

realizing that there was one student who couldn’t

Nina.

was hard for me to watch her walk away; she looked so sexy in her blue waitress uniform, and I just wanted to finish

dean I would investigate the sudden influx of shifters on campus, but I was curious now about why the hypnotherapy didn’t work on Nina when it worked on everyone else. Was this somehow linked to

to my dorm that night. I drove my motorcycle right past the dorms and toward my father’s home, which was located an hour

I was used to back at home. Instead of ancient stone walls and marble floors, this house was built in a modern style, with massive windows that looked out over the ocean and an open layout on the main floor. There was a heated infinity pool in the backyard and a hot tub,

this house all that much, but it was the perfect disguise; a billionaire and his playboy

She was a werewolf through and through; our castle was her home, and the forest her playground. Ever since she died, my father pushed

light flickering in the backyard. I walked around the outside of the house to see a few members of my father’s pack sitting around the fire pit,

pack was small, but close- knit. There were only five, not including my father. Someday, I would be

all looked up in unison as I

dragged in,” Lewis, my father’s beta, said. He stood and walked over to me with a grin, clapping me on the back. “What brings you here

pulled Lewis aside for some privacy

said. “Her name is Nina Harper. She’s a student

ash from his cigar onto

“but there’s something strange about her. I can’t explain it.

kid,” Lewis replied with a

walk back to my

so soon?” Lewis said,

I replied. “Besides, I was just

looked back at him one more time.