My Hockey Alpha

Enzo

Our second hockey match in the Half- Moon tournament came all too quickly. I felt as though I had absolutely no time at all to figure out the situation with Edward or, more importantly, talk to Nina about what happened with her brother before I was forced to train for the next match, which would be at the end of the week.

All of the intense training was starting to wear on me and my teammates, too.

Even though it was a relief to tell my teammates about my true nature and to know that they supported me, the rigorous training that was forced on us by my father was almost unbearable. He started coming to all of our training sessions, and eventually he basically took over as team captain, completely overshadowing me and undermining my abilities.

By Friday, the night of the second match, I was exhausted. At least we would be competing on our own rink, but knowing that the team we would be playing against was really good only made tensions even higher

As my team and I skated out onto the ice, the cheers of our classmates in the stadium gave me some energy. It didn’t help that Lisa was back as the cheerleading team captain and was going to be there the whole time, in all of her evil werewolf glory, but at least Nina’s soft brown eyes looking at me from the sidelines were enough to make me forget my insane ex-girlfriend’s presence for the time being I just wished it was enough to also make me forget about my father’s icy stare from his spot in the box seats up above

We started the game. The other team was as good as I had been warned really, really good. They didn’t post as much of a threat as Ronan did, but playing against other werewolves was something that I hadn’t experienced before; Jason didn’t really count, in my eyes, since he and his team played so poorly, nor did he seem to give two shits about the Half Moon Tournament.

At the end of the first round, the other team was ahead of us by two points. I skated off to the sidelines and chugged some water, breathing heavily after the intense round, and glanced up at the VIP box seats where my father sat to see him glaring down at me with extreme disappointment on his face. He slowly shook his head; I could practically feel the anger emanating off of him as he looked at me

“Hey,” Nina said, walking up to me. Don’t look at him. Just play.”

I managed a weak smile and nodded,

skating back out onto the ice for the second round. Drinking a bit of water and being near Nina seemed to give me some strength, allowing me to feel connected to the game Her words echoed in my mind the entire time Just play

round ended just seconds after I made a final goal that put us ahead by one

Just one more round

face as I gathered my teammates to a huddle She shot me a gentle smile and a

popcorn and empty soda cans in their wake, I exhaustedly pulled my skates off of my

who wants to go get drinks to celebrate?” Matt said, tucking his helmet under

the team agreed in

not.” my father’s gruff

face him. The rest of

“What?” I said, standing

the morning. I won’t have you all

have one drink

chuckled. “Not after that performance, you’re

in, but quickly backed away when he saw my father’s icy stare

did win,” I said.

the second round. Do you think that sort of performance is

scoffed, not knowing how to respond, and not wanting my teammates to be

time spent trying to take over as the role of hockey captain had already taught them not to listen to me “Go!” I shouted,

to the locker rooms. I turned back to look at my father, whose face was turning beet red with fury. I felt anger bubble up inside of me, as well, and felt my hands curl up into fists at my

our drill sergeant,

tournament, I am,” my father replied. “And I can replace you at the drop of a hat with someone who knows how