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

so I could grab them and run. Hell, I didn’t even care about that anymore. I just needed to get out.

placing his hand on the door just as I was about to

to remember what

tossing the umbrella down on the floor. “You know, your skeleton bodyguard.

when I looked up

a sudden, my

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

never hurt you,” he said, feeling my forehead with the back of his hand as a concerned expression drew across

rocking me gently, the 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

when I finally felt like

tried to hurt you. I’m sorry,

ear. “I need to go home,” I said, standing; but

Enzo replied, his words immediately followed by a sudden crash of thunder that made the TV flicker. “Also,

a chair. He came over and wrapped it around me

banging around in there, he returned with a tray

grilled cheese, and there’s a vending machine down the hall if you

couldn’t help

perfect,”

one of

a cook,” he said. “I usually just

a 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 on another scary movie. This one was a lot scarier, especially with the storm raging outside, and I hid my