My Hockey Alpha

Enzo

The second I saw the rogue, I knew exactly who it was.

Justin.

How had Justin turned into a rogue? I had just seen him at the hockey game and he seemed fine… But then my mind wandered back to his reaction when we didn’t win the shootout. Was that the beginning of his transformation?

Before I could stop him, he locked eyes with Nina and quickly ran away. He must’ve subconsciously recognized her in his rogue state, which would mean that he might not necessarily hurt her.

The woman, who was leaning on Nina’s shoulder, was holding her shredded leg as she bled all over the forest floor. I had to act quickly, or she would die of blood loss. “Run home as fast as you can,” I said to Nina sternly over the woman’s sobs as I walked forward and scooped her up in my arms. “Get home and stay inside until I tell you it’s safe.”

“But I–” Nina started to protest, but I wouldn’t hear any of it. She needed to get home safely; besides, Edward was still seemingly impervious to her resistance to his hypnotherapy, and I didn’t need him getting suspicious of her if I suddenly showed up to his office with her knowing everything. If he tried to hypnotize her again and failed, it would certainly alert him, the dean, and likely my father and there was no telling what might happen to Nina if they knew she couldn’t be brainwashed out of her knowledge of werewolves.

“Just listen to me, Nina,” I pleaded. Please. Just this once, I need you to trust me.”

The woman’s screams grew in intensity Before Nina could protest any further, I teleported directly into Edward’s office.

“What on earth?!” Edward yelled in surprise, jumping up from the armchair by his fireplace as I wordlessly set the agonized woman down on the couch. Edward raced over to us, his brow furrowed.

“What happened to her?” he asked.

“There’s another shifter on campus,” I replied, watching as Edward placed his hand on the woman’s forehead. Within moments, her eyes fell shut and her body went limp so Edward could start healing her wounds. I cringed as I heard her bloody leg squelch under the pressure of his hands.

Edward looked up from his work, the woman’s flesh slowly healing beneath his touch. “Do you know who it was?” he asked.

him. If I could get him somewhere safe where he couldn’t hurt anybody, and

work his magic on the woman. When I turned around after several minutes of staring out the window, I saw that her leg had been completely healed, and Edward was now pressing his thumb into her forehead as she slept, whispering incantations to himself with glowing eyes

blood from his hands. ” She’ll be fine. She’s

you, Edward,” I

nodded and clapped me on the back. “Not to worry. Justin will

step back, narrowing my eyes.” I never told

back to their usual calm and collected demeanor “Oh, you must’ve mentioned it,” he

of assurance about the situation. As I stood there in the dark hallway after he slammed and locked the door behind me,

something about all

clenched at my sides, was that I had to get to Justin before he did. As soon as I was out of

the longer I did, the more I began to realize that Nina’s scent was mixed in and was headed in the same direction. Had he come back for her before she made it out? I cursed to myself as my heart quickened and I picked up my speed, feeling like an absolute moron for

that they were close Soon enough, I came across a clearing in the woods where their scents were the strongest. My heart was in my throat as

forest floor with a

how had Justin shifted back into his human form? Rogues always stayed in their wolf forms during the full moon, and were completely incapable of shifting back into humans

her eyes in my direction. When she

but also a bit frustrated at her constant stubbornness. Couldn’t she just stay out of danger one

than that, however,

Justin for endangering Nina. Without thinking, I stormed over to him and grabbed him by his shirt collar, pinning him to the ground. He thrashed beneath me, but even with the rogue curse in his blood

rang clearly in my mind…. Which was strange, considering that she wasn’t capable of telepathy on her

doesn’t remember,”

were pleading and serious. I looked back down at Justin, who looked up at me with a mixture of confusion and terror on his face, before I finally loosened my grip on him –still pinning him down just

watching as his pupils began to swirl. He