My Hockey Alpha

Enzo

The very next afternoon following dropping Nina off at her dorm after the unceremonious dinner at my father’s house, my phone rang; it was my father Rolling my eyes, I picked it up.

“I just left,” I growled, still angry with him for everything he had said at dinner. “What do you want?”

“Hello to you, too,” he said in his usual condescending manner. “You need to come home.”

“Why?” I asked. “You gonna marry me off already?”

“Just Come home, Enzo,” my father said. He sounded almost as though he was holding himself back; as though someone else was there

I let out a sigh, nodding instinctively even though I knew he couldn’t see me “Alright,” I said. “I’ll be there soon”

I was sitting on my couch and processing everything when he called me, so I reluctantly stood once I hung up and got dressed. A little while later, I stood outside my father’s house, my frown deepening as I saw an unfamiliar sports car in the driveway. I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked through the front door.

“That must be him,” I heard my father’s voice say from the dining room as I entered. Furrowing my brow as I wondered who he was talking to and why they needed me here, I approached the dining room.

My eyes widened when I saw who was there

Sitting at the table, aside from my father, were three people the dean, a man I didn’t recognize, and Ronan.

gestured for me to

pack.” Marcus, who was a shockingly large and muscular middle-aged man — around my father’s age with tanned skin, jet black hair, and striking blue eyes, stood and held his hand out

captured and tortured my son,” he said as I shook his hand. I felt my face get hot and I pulled away,

merely chuckled. “It’s alright,” he said with a hearty grin as Ronan continued to glare at me silently with an icy stare. “My son was acting

his eyes flashing momentarily as his voice

he

own father doesn’t know that you’re working with some mystery lady

to keep it

breaking Ronan’s and my silent conversation. I hesitantly walked over to an open chair next to my father and sat down. “Now that we’re all here,” he continued,

official?” I asked, narrowing my

chest. ” But we all know that it’s not the old ages anymore. We can’t just go killing each other with wild abandon, especially now that there are

of Mountainview has been a point of contention for over a hundred years. Since it’s right on the border between the werewolf realm and the human realm, having roots there would put one at a great advantage ” He paused, clearing his throat. “Our grandfathers fought

at Ronan again, who still sat silently across from me with his eyes fixed on mine “A hockey tournament to decide which faction gets to run the town?”

grinned again. “It’s much more fun to decide things this way, don’t you think?” he said. “Not only will it not raise any red flags for the human residents of Mountainview, it will also

decide the fate of the town? I stammered to come up with a response, but before I could,

hybrid and the granddaughter of the school’s founder, it’s my duty to watch over the school. A neutral zone, if you

meeting between a bunch of CEOS, not werewolves whose factions hated each

a werewolf captain, and at the end of the tournament, the captains of all of the remaining teams one team comprised entirely from the Crescent faction and the other from the Fullmoon faction will play head-to- head to decide which faction will be the Alpha