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

know Dean Cynthia and Ronan. This is Ronan’s father, Marcus. The Alpha of the Crescent 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,

the young man who captured and tortured my son,” he said as I shook his hand. I felt my face get hot

to glare at me silently with an icy stare.

his eyes flashing momentarily as

he said. “He doesn’t

you’re working with some mystery lady to

like to keep

father said, breaking Ronan’s and my silent conversation. I hesitantly walked over to an open chair next to my father

official?” I asked, narrowing

about my son, I half expected there to be another bloody war between our two factions,” Marcus said, leaning back in his chair and folding his arms across his 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 far more humans

human realm, having roots there would put one at a great advantage ” He paused, clearing his throat. “Our grandfathers fought tooth and nail to decide who could lay

my eyebrows and glanced over 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?” I

decide things this way, don’t you think?” he said. “Not only will it not raise any red

to say. A hockey tournament to decide the fate of the town? I stammered to come up with a response, but before I could, the dean – who

the granddaughter of the school’s founder, it’s my duty to watch over the school. A neutral zone, if you will. I don’t want

nodded vigorously. I felt as though I was at some sort of insane business meeting between a bunch of CEOS, not werewolves whose factions

Tournament will start exactly two weeks from now Teams that are evenly split between the Crescents and the Fullmoons will compete in the tournament Each team will be primarily human, with 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