My Hockey Alpha

Enzo

As I read the letter that fell out of James’ pocket, my eyes widened. I always knew that guy was off about something, and he’d been acting weird ever since my information was leaked. The information that was leaked included my physical fitness test files, and the only other people aside from him who had access to those files were Nina and Tiffany, and neither of them would ever do something like that.

I felt a low growl roll like thunder in my throat as I saw him disappear across the quad. All I wanted in that moment was to run after him and throttle him.

It wasn’t even just about the information being leaked; it was also about the fact that he clearly came from a family of werewolf hunters. My mind flickered back to the night we went camping in the woods, when he came running and screaming like a child while Nina was left defenseless against a werewolf. Did he know then, too? He had seemed uncertain about what was coming out of the woods for Nina, but that all could have been an act for all I knew.

“That little weasel…”

Without thinking, I started to walk around Nina to go after him, but I was suddenly stopped by the feeling of her palm pushing into my chest.

“Enzo, think rationally about this,” she pleaded, her voice shaking with fear. “Please. Just take a step back and don’t do anything without really thinking about it first.”

I looked down to see Nina staring up at me with a frightened expression on her face. She was really protecting this guy? Would she protect him even after he somehow killed me?

I could’ve plowed past her, but I didn’t. Something

was also oddly similar to my mate’s scent, but I knew it was coming from Nina. I was certain her wolf hadn’t emerged yet, and I was also sure that she didn’t

clouds, mixing together as we stared at each other. Her cheeks were rosy from the cold. Her hair poked out of her hat in two, long braids, and she wore a black hoodie beneath her thick flannel coat. Her tan skin, brown eyes, and black hair stood

raise up on her tiptoes, her long

to myself. This wasn’t right. I could feel myself losing control, and I couldn’t let it happen. Before

doing this,” I whispered, more

so much pain on her face. I felt like an asshole for what I was doing to her, but I knew that it would be better to let her go before I really hurt her. I shook my head again, dispelling the images of her beautiful

it. “Promise you won’t do anything rash until we figure out what’s really going on,” she said, surprising me. I had expected her to say something about our relationship, but once again, Nina’s kindhearted nature came out. Even in the face

both of

her. She let out a sigh of relief behind me, then released her grip on my wrist. Without another word, I stormed off, and when I was out of Nina’s sight I pulled my mate’s scarf and shoved my face in it, inhaling deeply. My mate’s scent calmed my nerves and made me momentarily forget about my feelings for Nina, but at the same time, I realized even more now that both of their scents were oddly similar. I shook my head again. Maybe I was just picking up my mate’s scent from the scarf and mistakenly thought it came from Nina. She had no wolf,

I realized I still had the letter crumpled up in

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