My Hockey Alpha

Nina

Enzo kissed me. He didn’t pull away suddenly, or kiss me by accident. He kissed me softly and deeply, with his hands cupped around my cheeks. His scent overwhelmed me, making me relax into his body. It felt as though we were floating on a cloud, and everything else fell away.

When we finally pulled away, it was reluctant. We rested our foreheads against each other, breathing deeply. I closed my eyes, taking in his scent as much as I could.

“What made you turn around?” he asked as he led me to his motorcycle.

I stared at the ground, unsure as to how to answer. But I wanted to be truthful. “It was your scent,” I finally said. “I knew I had to turn back then.”

He nodded quietly. I wondered if he picked up my scent, too, but he didn’t say. As we climbed onto the motorcycle, he caught a glimpse of the baby blanket in my hand and pointed at it. “Is that…”

I nodded, holding it up. It was small, a bit tattered around the edges, and the pattern was faded, but it was the same blanket from the pictures.

“My mom said it’s the only link to my past… I think it might help me figure out who this woman is that keeps sending people to capture me.”

As I held it, I felt a slight tingling in my fingers. It was almost as though the blanket held some sort of magic, but I knew that was ridiculous. I pocketed it, then helped Enzo strap my suitcase down to the luggage rack on the back of his motorcycle. When we were finished, he handed me a helmet before we climbed on and drove away.

That night, Enzo took me back to a motel room that he had rented before all of this happened. It was a cheap, run-down motel along the side of the highway. Apparently, he’d planned on spending the night there until my mother calmed down, and then he was going to come back to try to talk to us and figure out what was going on.

I explained everything to Enzo as we made our way into the motel room, including the curse that his father hired a witch to cast on my brother. When I was finished, he sat on the edge of the bed with a confused expression on his face and wrung his hands.

said thoughtfully. “Sure, he might make threats, and I could see him bribing your mother to take you

I sat down on the other. “I don’t know. But either way, I promised my mom that I would find a way to let her come back. If I could strike

it,” he said solemnly, then gestured toward the baby blanket in

down at the blanket and nodded. “Yeah. I guess

now,” Enzo said, standing, “we’ve got an early morning tomorrow, and it’s already two o’clock in the morning. We

best to sleep separately. As I fell asleep with the taste of Enzo’s lips still on mine, however, I couldn’t help but notice that he kept

…

a yelp. I sat up abruptly in bed, panting from my most

shot up, too, startled

you okay?” he asked from across the dark

over my racing heart. “Yeah. Sorry… Just a

I laid back down. I thought he went back to sleep, but then he spoke. “You’ve

Even in the darkness, I could see his form in the bed next

whispered, shutting my eyes.

He slowly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me so close I could feel his heartbeat through his shirt. It felt so natural like this; it reminded me of the night we spent together at the lodge in the woods. The room was silent, filled with nothing but the quiet sound of our in-sync breaths as we

…

next morning, I woke up to the sound of cars outside from the highway. I rolled over and cracked my eyes open against the light to see that Enzo was no longer in bed. In fact, as I sat up, I realized that he wasn’t in the motel room

starting to pound as I wondered where he went. Had he abandoned me? Had something happened to him in the middle

food bag and a cardboard coffee carrier with