My Hockey Alpha

Nina

I woke up to the sound of thunder and howling wind in a dark bedroom that was not my own.

Where was I?

I slowly sat up, peering through the cracked door that led to another room. I could make out the silhouette of a man on the couch. He was watching a scary movie on the TV.

It sounded like there was a hellish storm outside, but I was willing to go out there if it meant getting away from the man who drugged me.

I stood as slowly and quietly as I could, realizing now that I was only dressed in an oversized men’s t-shirt and my clothes were nowhere to be found. Did this lunatic have his way with me already? I shuddered at the thought, tears pricking at the backs of my eyes as I scanned the room for some sort of weapon. Maybe if I could sneak up on him and hit him over the head, it would knock him out long enough for me to grab my things and get the hell out of here.

Bingo! There was an umbrella hanging on the back of the door. It would take a lot of force, but I could do it. Surprisingly, I felt strong despite the drugs in my system.

I grabbed the umbrella off the door and slowly creaked the door open, stepping forward to strike….

He suddenly whipped his head around. I stood frozen like a deer in headlights with the umbrella poised over my head to hit him.

It was Enzo.

“Jesus!” he said, jumping up from the couch. “How are you even up right now?”

Enzo drugged me?

“You asshole!” I yelled, circling around the couch with the umbrella still ready to strike him. “You drugged me!” Enzo backed away, knocking into a

K was right. Enzo was a monster. I swung at him with the umbrella, but he caught it

backed away, weaponless, scanning the room for my things so I could grab them and run. Hell, I didn’t even

his hand on the door just as I was about to

straining to remember what happened before I blacked

on the floor. “You know, your skeleton bodyguard. He found you with some psycho who was

out of my chest, but when I looked up at Enzo, his face was hard and

a sudden, my head

felt like I was going to pass out from all of the exertion. I stumbled backwards. Enzo leaped forward and caught me just before I fell, wrapping his strong arms around me and scooping me up with ease as a wave of dizziness took over me. He quietly carried me over to the couch and

hurt you,” he said, feeling my forehead with the back of his hand as a

memories started to flood back in. I remembered an older businessman at the bar… He carried me to a broom closet, and…. I didn’t want to think about it

whispered when I finally felt like I could speak. “It was

an unfamiliar place right after someone tried to hurt

onto the couch, tucking a strand of messy hair behind my ear. “I need to go home,” I said, standing; but as I stood, another wave of dizziness came over me and I fell back down on

able to walk without collapsing,” Enzo replied, his words immediately followed by a

Wordlessly, Enzo stood and grabbed a throw blanket from a chair. He came

returned with a tray and set

hot chocolate, grilled cheese, and there’s a vending machine down the hall if you want me to get you anything else. I’d order us a pizza, but…” He gestured to the window, through which we could see the treetops swaying in the intense

couldn’t help

perfect,”

and picked up one of the sandwiches, handing the plate

a cook,” he said. “I usually just order food when I

bite of the sandwich, which was surprisingly delicious. As we ate and watched the scary movie on the TV, I found myself becoming more relaxed. We made fun of the dumb characters who kept getting themselves killed, and when the movie was over, we still weren’t tired so we put