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

with a crash. “I didn’t drug you,” he said, but I didn’t believe him. K was right. Enzo was a

didn’t even care about that anymore. I just

and placing his hand on the door just as

I furrowed my brow, straining to remember what happened before I blacked

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

heart was still pounding out of my chest, but when I looked up at Enzo, his face was

sudden, my

me just before I fell, wrapping his strong arms around me and scooping me up with ease as a

my forehead with the back of his hand as a concerned expression drew across

back in. I remembered an older businessman at the bar… He

when I finally felt like I could speak.

tried to hurt you.

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

replied, his words immediately

stood and grabbed a throw blanket from a chair.

few minutes later after some banging around in there, he returned with a tray and set it down on the

figured you might be hungry. We’ve got popcorn, 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

help but

perfect,” I

picked up one of the sandwiches, handing the

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

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