My Hockey Alpha

Nina

“Three… Two… One!”

On the count of one, Matt and I yanked the supply closet doors open. The rogue leaped out, but Enzo was ready in his wolf form, and tackled it to the ground. In a flash, Tiffany ran to the rogue’s side and jabbed the needle into its neck.

The rogue shrieked and wriggled harder against Enzo’s weight. Matt and I shot each other wary looks, but Tiffany seemed enthusiastic about her antidote.

And she was right.

The antidote seemed to be working. The rogue slowly faded back into a normal boy. Enzo hesitantly released his grip on the boy at Tiffany’s request before shifting back once more and instinctively putting himself between the boy and I again. Watching him be so protective over me made my heart skip.

“There,” Tiffany said, stepping back and looking down at the boy, who was slowly coming back to consciousness with a confused look on his face. “Now, we just need to figure out how to administer this to anyone else who’s been bitten — but I’m not sure if I have enough just yet.” She bent down as he tried to sit up and helped him, speaking to him gently in hushed tones.

Meanwhile, the doors that we barricaded began to rattle once more.

“I think we should get out of here,” Matt said warily, taking a few steps backwards away from the door. “I’m not sure how much longer that barricade is gonna hold.” As he spoke, one of the chairs that was piled on the top of the barricade clattered to the floor. Tiffany nodded and stood, helping the boy.

“You guys get the others and bring them over. I’ll go ahead and gather the rest of the antidote I have, and any other supplies we might need. We’re gonna have to go in the tunnels,

my stomach drop. Enzo and Matt ran off to the locker rooms and began to usher the students out while Tiffany ran ahead to gather her supplies; meanwhile, I could only stand there,

of the barricade, causing the door to slide open a bit. I could hear the sound of the rogues snarling through the crack in the door. Their animalistic sniffing and growling made me sick to my stomach, but at the very least it snapped me out of my fear and allowed me to help Matt and

way!” I said, gesturing for the group to follow as they filed out of the locker rooms.

at the back of the group. I ran over to the door that Tiffany disappeared through and opened it, keeping track of every single person who went through while the barricade began to break apart from the rogues on the other side. As

the first rogue burst in, skittering across the floor and looking around wildly until its yellow eyes finally locked on us. The last student ran through the doorway

I knew those eyes.

He had turned

felt myself freeze in the doorway, stuck in a state of disbelief. My eyes widened as he approached, his yellowed, sharp teeth bared. There was blood on his muzzle, and although I knew he intended to bite or even kill me, I couldn’t move. I

shut and slid the deadbolt across, blocking the rogues from coming through just before Justin slammed into the door from the other side, denting

carried me into Tiffany’s office, where the panic-stricken students sobbed and huddled. He set me down, then grabbed me by both shoulders. “What was that about?” he asked, breathing

out, but I knew that Enzo understood. From the look in his eyes, I knew that he recognized Justin, too. But we didn’t have time. Through the windows of Tiffany’s office, we could see that the campus was crawling with rogues

gathering supplies to notice the girl walking toward the windows,

stumbling away from Enzo toward her. But it was too late. Enzo grabbed me, cursing

she whimpered, recognizing one of

long, palpable moment, the room was silent. The rogue — Henry, I supposed his name was