My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 106 Final Fight

Nina

“N-Nina…”

The sound of Enzo’s voice, in that moment, was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.

“I’m here, Enzo,” I whispered, keeping my hands on his torn up back as I continued to focus all of my energy on healing him. “I’m here.”

“Nina… Stop…”

I opened my eyes and looked over at Enzo with my brow furrowed. Why would he want me to stop healing him? “I know it hurts,” I said reassuringly, “but I promise I’m almost done.”

Suddenly, I realized why Enzo wanted me to stop as I heard the door slide open. I gasped, looking up to see Edward standing in the doorway.

“What the hell is going on here?” he barked, grabbing a large metal, rod-like instrument off of the table by the door. “Trying to escape, are we?”

I froze, my hands still pressed into Enzo’s back as I tried to focus myself on continuing to heal him as much as I could. Within a moment, however, Edward flew across the room at me. He raised the metal rod over his head and brought it down, hard, on my hands. I yelped and scrambled away, clutching my throbbing hands against my chest.

Edward raised the metal rod over his head again and stormed after me.

think that I’ve been so nice as to keep you alive all this time,” he snarled, “only for you to

behind me, but before I could look, I felt Edward swiftly kick me on the ribs again,

in a fetal position, sobbing, as Edward stormed toward me again. He reached for my hair and grabbed a fistful of it, lifting me from the floor as I tried

chains again; I heard the sound

of red. He whipped around to face Enzo, who now stood behind him, his hands curled up into fists at his sides. His back was no longer bleeding, and there was a fury in his eyes that I had

monster,” Enzo growled, advancing

again, then stooped down and picked me up, holding me in front of himself as I squirmed to get free. His hand was clamped firmly around my neck, restricting my breathing while my feet barely

Edward said. “Try to hit me again.

the hatred, there

Edward’s hands as I tried

throat. “I will, though. And it’ll be your fault, Enzo. You hear me? When I take her dead body to The Sister,

his teeth, exposing sharp, elongated

of that when I injected you with my special concoction. For all I know, you might not ever shift again… Assuming you make it out of

out a response. I wanted to tell Enzo that Edward was a liar, but I couldn’t. His grip on my throat was too

neck as the feeling of something being clamped around it continued. From my position on the floor, through my spotty vision, I could see another flash of chains, followed by the sound of a loud, ear-piercing

a flash of dark fur. Large paws, bigger than my head, whirled past my face. I saw Enzo being thrown to the ground,

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