My Hockey Alpha

Nina

Enzo and I spun on the ice and laughed together until we became so dizzy that we spun out of control and fell down. This only made us laugh harder, and as I regained my composure, I pushed myself up onto my palms and couldn’t help but smile down at Enzo.

He smiled back up at me as well. For a split second, everything felt okay, and it felt as though both of us temporarily forgot about his mate.

But that split second quickly ended. Our smiles faded. Enzo cleared his throat, then helped me stand up and placed me back on the carpet outside the rink.

“Thank you,” he said, averting his gaze to the ice. “I feel a lot better now.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded. “Any time,” I replied. “I’ll be here to help as much as I can until you get your abilities back.”

…

The following night, it was time for the next game in the tournament. It was a frigid Saturday night, and was even forecasted to snow a little. Lori and Jessica were waiting for me when I emerged, and we walked to the arena together.

“Have you thought about what we suggested?” Lori asked, her breath coming out in little white clouds in the cold air as we walked.

I shrugged. “A little, I guess. I just don’t know if I can go down there.”

“What about Tiffany or someone else?” Jessica chimed in. “You said there’s an entrance to the tunnels in her supply closet?”

I nodded, but then shook my head in disagreement. “I don’t wanna make her go down there. It’s horrible down there… I don’t want anyone to go without reason.”

“I think that finding evidence of Edward’s crimes is reason enough,” Lori said sternly.

one of those portals, and the police would never find him anyway — even if they did find him, I highly doubted they could keep him locked up for long before he would find a way to escape. Second, while I trusted

this to my friends, so I just nodded as the hockey arena came into

there were more protesters

rubbing her hands together. “They’re dedicated, doing this out here in

the snide comments from the protesters as we passed. All I could do at this point was ignore them and do my best not to give them more cause to

been too busy in the infirmary lately with the cold and flu season upon us to join me at any of the games recently, but had entrusted the job to me. By this point, I knew what I was doing quite well — plus,

at the last game, although as I looked up at the stands, I could see that some of this increase in traffic was actually just more protesters coming in to hold up big anti-werewolf banners for the duration of the game. The red-haired girl

with Enzo coming out at the back of the line. When he came out, the red-haired

the center of the rink. The crowd started to quiet down aside from the protesters’ booing. I watched as

some time, just silently showing their solidarity with Enzo at the center of the line. They stared quietly at

they were all gone. I couldn’t help but smile, and as I looked

again, peace

as the other team filed out onto the ice and got into position. The captain also came out last, and as I saw him,

out to his position like a human tank, his cold eyes fixed on Enzo as though

uncomfortable, but much to

He was smirking.

game began. The other captain held back, letting his team do most of the work, but Enzo and Matt were fast. They flicked the puck expertly back

gotten really good,” a familiar voice suddenly said from behind me. I looked over

I said, looking back out at the game. “I don’t know what happened. I mean, he was good before,

the team for drinking the Mad Wolf serum, but he’s letting Matt stay when he’s clearly taken

brow at Justin’s