My Hockey Alpha

Nina

I woke up early the next morning with a yawn as the sunlight streamed in through the open window, and nuzzled down into the warm arms around me, only for my eyes to shoot open and for me to jump out of bed. I didn’t remember going to sleep with Enzo the night before, but it seemed that we had slept together.

As I looked down at myself, I realized that I was still fully clothed and began to remember that I had asked Enzo to keep me company the night before. We had fallen asleep far apart on the bed, not touching one another, but must have rolled closer in the night.

Enzo was still sound asleep, even snoring lightly, so I decided to take my opportunity to sneak out of the room and go to my own room to get ready for the day.

“Alright, everyone. This is just the first game out of six in this tournament I know we’re missing Justin, but you guys have all been training really hard lately and I’m proud of you. This team thought they could throw us off our game, but they couldn’t be more wrong. Let’s get out there and start this tournament off on a high note!”

Enzo’s short speech in the locker room right before the hockey match was met with whoops and hollers from the team members. I stood on the sidelines, avoiding Enzo’s gaze, as they began to file out into the arena. A surprisingly small crowd had gathered in the stands, I’d expected this team to have lots of fans since Enzo said that they were well-known, but as I walked out to the bleachers and noticed all of the empty spots, I realized that he was wrong.

What was even more surprising was how poorly the other team performed.Enzo had told me all of the ins and outs of the Half-Moon Tournament, wasn’t each team supposed to have a werewolf captain? Why was this captain. performing so poorly?

Enzo and his teammates quickly defeated the other team, resulting in at short game. I watched as the other team left on their side of the rink at the end, looking utterly exhausted.

I walked up to Enzo with my brow furrowed he looked equally as confused.

“I thought you said they were well known,” I replied, then lowered my voice so no one else could hear “Plus, isn’t their captain… You know…”

Enzo shrugged and glanced over his shoulder “Yeah. I mean, he definitely is a you-know-what I can smell it. But Something seems off.”

watch as the other team sat on their benches looking defeated and exhausted, then decided with conviction that I was going to go over there and talk to them. I pushed past Enzo and the rest of the team, much to their surprise, and walked around the outside of the arena

as I walked up to a tall, skinny guy with blue eyes

my shoulder at Enzo and the rest of

Nina, the Mountainview team. doctor,”

The other captain stuck his hand out for me to shake it,

I said, feeling my face get hot, but… Are you guys okay? You seemed a little weak out there, and I’m

sweat caked to their faces and dark circles under their eyes. One player even had his head in his hands as he sat, as though it would take too much effort to sit up on his own. I half expected Jason to blow up at me for being so rude as to suggest his team was weak despite their obvious appearance, but then he sighed and spoke,

said quietly. “We’re not

I asked in a concerned tone, cocking my head to

actually – – cut our funding big time. We’ve been eating like shit for weeks now, and he’s making us train harder than ever

up for our arrival because they simply didn’t have the funds or the energy to do so? It was strange to me that a father would put his son through torture like this, but maybe he was

me like a hawk, then

party at the lodge tonight,” I said. “There’ll be lots of home cooked food, and there’s plenty of space to sleep so you guys can just spend

lit up.” Really?” he said. “You’d host your

nodded and started to head

I continued to face the opposing team.” Everyone deserves to eat and relax,” I said with a

opponents for dinner, but one pleading look at Enzo

explained the situation. “It’s not a bad

Enzo and I took the old pickup truck that was parked at the lodge and made our way into town to buy

potatoes and burgers,” I said, typing a list into my phone as Enzo drove and quiet radio music played in the background. “We’ll get snacks,