My Hockey Alpha

Nina

When I got home, Jessica and Lori were both furious.

“Where were you!” Jessica yelled as soon as I walked in the door. I didn’t even have a chance to hang my jacket up.

“You totally ditched us,” Lori chimed in, folding her arms across her chest. ” We thought you got kidnapped or something. Then that freak typhoon hit and you still weren’t answering your phone.”

“Okay, mom and dad,” I said, tossing my bag down on the counter. “I’m sorry. Just, you know… I was lonely, and there was a cute guy.”

Jessica let out a big sigh. “Well, you could’ve at least let us know you were leaving,” she said. “But I know with everything going on lately, stuff like that happens.”

Meanwhile, Lori didn’t seem convinced at all. She had always been more intuitive than Jessica and could always see through a lie, but she didn’t say anything this time. Still, seeing her hurt expression made me feel awful for lying and I couldn’t let myself walk away like this.

I took a deep breath. “Actually,” I said, looking at my feet, “that’s not what happened. I did something really stupid, and honestly I’m lucky that it didn’t turn out worse than it did.”

Jessica and Lori were silent. When I looked up at them, they both looked concerned and confused. I sighed and continued.

“I didn’t watch my drink at the bar and I got drugged.”

Jessica gasped and clamped her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide. Lori, without a word, ran over to me and threw her arms around me.

until I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I started sobbing into Lori’s shoulder. Jessica came over

asshole’s place all night, were you?” Lori asked finally, pulling away a bit to look at me. The smudged makeup under her eyes from the night before made her expression even

Thankfully, a friend of mine saw

was actually picked up by a talking skeleton and carried to a werewolf’s apartment, so I

at me through her

at all for a few days. By Wednesday, I started to wonder if they were avoiding me, or if… They were doing something to the guy who tried to drug me. The thought haunted

home. We had spent the day in her office treating students, since there was

all day, and the campus was quiet. I enjoyed nights like this more than anything; feeling the cool autumn breeze on my skin

that the universe had something else in store for me, because Lisa was crossing the quad

she approached. She looked strung out on something, storming toward me with her fists balled up at her sides and her hair

nervously with a little wave when I realized that she was indeed headed

hesitating for a second before her hand flew forward and grabbed one of my

to wrench my hair free from her surprisingly strong grip. “What are you

you dirty, pathetic little slut!” she yelled, yanking my hair so

I said, but she

falling out of my bag and slamming on the concrete. I

spit flying out of her mouth as she

and throttled me, hitting my head on the sidewalk. I grabbed her wrists and attempted to stop her, but it was

my throat.

get her off of me, but the longer she choked me,