My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 146 Gullible

Enzo

As I began to walk toward the cabins, something sinister caught my eye. Suddenly, I stopped in my tracks as I realized where the smell of blood had been coming from. I felt my heart sink when I saw it: a fresh blood trail. It was leading in the opposite direction of the cabins; had something happened to the group before they made it?

I decided to follow the trail. It didn’t go far — ten, twenty yards at the most — and eventually ended behind a small grouping of trees. When I saw what laid at the end of the trail, however, I wished that I hadn’t.

It was Tiffany.

Her body was bloody and mangled. Something had cut through her neck; something sharp, like teeth. I could smell the musky scent of another male wolf all over her, and I instantly knew that it was no mere rogue who did this to her, but rather another werewolf.

I fell to my knees. A guttural sound escaped my lips, something that I’d never heard come out of my own mouth before. Pure, unbridled grief. I slammed my fists on the forest floor, gritting my teeth and seething. Whoever had done this to Tiffany would pay… I could feel my eyes beginning to glow as I thought about how I would rip whoever did this to shreds when I found them.

But I couldn’t stay for long. I had to find Nina and the others; something equally as sinister may have happened to them, and I couldn’t live with myself if they were all dead as well… Especially Nina.

I stood, curling my hands into fists, prepared to fight and kill whoever did this when I found them.

seemed, however, that someone was waiting for me already. I felt a sharp blow to the back of my

…

some sort of run-down barn, and through the huge sliding doors at the back, I could just barely see a sliver of light. I was sitting on a chair, but my wrists were tied behind it and my ankles

overhead. It swung slightly from the ceiling, creating eerie, moving shadows across the room, until it finally illuminated

fuck are you two doing?” I snarled

short skirt and a skimpy jacket, just as she always did. Frankly, I wasn’t surprised. She hiked the skirt up even further, exposing the

the ground at her feet

turned on her heel and sauntered back over to

What are you talking about?” I asked.

over to a nearby table and grabbed a

out a wry, disbelieving scoff at the situation. Were the Crescents

to me, I’d do it with a little more

not like this, and especially not

dead man anyway,” I said, stalling for time as I covertly looked around for some sort of

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