My Hockey Alpha

Nina

I woke up the next morning to the sun streaming in through the massive window as it rose over the ocean. My night of ecstasy with Enzo made me temporarily forget about the horrors that happened in the forest the night before, but as I rolled over and realized that Enzo was no longer there, I suddenly sat up and remembered everything.

Feeling a pit in my stomach as I worried where Enzo might have gone, I quickly crawled out of the enormous king-sized bed and looked around for my clothes.

After I looked around for a minute, I finally found my clothes; they had

already been washed and dried, and were folded neatly on a chair by the window. Had Enzo done this for me? I couldn’t help but smile a bit as I put on the clean clothes, my smile growing as I realized that they smelled like him now. He had left one of his hoodies for me as well on the chair. I put it on gratefully and inhaled his scent.

“Enzo?” I called, poking my head out of the bedroom door once I was dressed. I looked both ways in the dark hallway and didn’t see anyone, but I heard voices downstairs.

When I walked downstairs, Lewis and another man were talking in the kitchen in hushed voices. I couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but by the time I was close enough to be able to hear anything, they both snapped their heads up as I approached and halted their conversation.

“Good morning,” I said timidly, hoping that they hadn’t heard my moans the night before and that they hadn’t seen me naked in the backyard during our midnight swim. “Have either of you seen Enzo?”

Lewis turned around to look at me. His face appeared weathered from years of hard work, but his green eyes were still bright, a stark contrast from his

tanned skin. He wasn’t much taller than me, but he had broad shoulders and a muscular build. He wore jeans and a dirty denim jacket, as though he was dressed to do manual labor. The other man was dressed similarly, although he was much taller and lankier.

up a little while ago,” Lewis replied, nodding his head toward the basement door.

me: “I wouldn’t go down there if I were you, kid,” he said sternly.

turn back and wait

down the basement steps, but I heard him pick up his conversation where he left off with the other man. Did I hear him whisper something

sound of Enzo’s muffled voice coming from a room in the back. Biting my

I’ll take your finger,” I heard him growl, followed by a chuckle that sounded like it

you

a grunt, as if Enzo was punching Ronan. My eyes widened as I leaned closer to the door, horrified at what

cement floor and jumped back just in time for Enzo to yank the door open with a

me with his body from seeing Ronan. “I don’t

I asked, folding my arms. “You think I can’t handle blood? I’m the one Ronan was hunting; I think I have the

him for several seconds, he sighed and stepped out of the way. I walked past him to see Ronan tied to a chair in the middle of

as I entered the room. “Lovely to see you. Would you be so kind as to tell your boyfriend that

I turned back to face Ronan, narrowing my eyes

something inside of me, giving me strength and confidence that

so that our faces were mere inches apart. His eyes flashed orange as I stared into them, but there was a small amount of