My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 163 The Lost Princess

Nina

As I walked into Enzo’s old apartment, which had been turned into a makeshift safehouse for the hockey team, my eyes widened and my face went pale as a sheet when I saw a familiar person staring back at me from the corner, tied to a chair.

“James?” I said. My throat suddenly felt dry and cracked. Whatever joy I had earned from curing my friends and being saved by Enzo and Matt was now gone.

“Nina.” James stared at me through his eyebrows, his face darkened and twisted into an angry scowl. His nose was bloody and purple; it was obviously broken.

“How did you guys find him?” I asked, turning to look at Matt and Enzo. Enzo’s eyes were narrowed as he glared angrily at James, and it was now that I realized that his arm was wrapped protectively around my shoulders. I was so shocked from seeing James sitting there that I somehow didn’t even notice.

“Ask your boyfriend,” James said, nodding his head toward Enzo.

“I should’ve killed you when I had the chance,” Enzo replied. His voice was hardly more than a low growl. “I should kill you now for what you did to Nina.”

“Go ahead,” James snarled. He tilted his chin up to look down his broken nose at Enzo. “Kill me.”

Enzo made a motion to walk toward James, but I put my hand on his chest and stopped him. He slowly looked down at me, his eyes wild with fury, but I only shook my head. He paused for several moments as though he was still considering killing James anyway, but finally conceded. Without a word, he took my hand and led me over to his bedroom and shut the door firmly behind us.

he sat me down on his bed and crouched in front of me to get a good look

bent on killing werewolves, and even shot me and left me for

worse now than it was when I woke up in the back of that older couple’s pickup truck from all of the running I did. The wound was still open and bleeding

raising his eyes to meet

slowly shook my head. “No. I

to put his hands on my leg. I instinctively flinched away, but relaxed as much as I could when he shot me a

watched as the wound slowly began to close up until there was

miss your bone,” he said gently when he was done. “I’m not sure how well I’d be able to heal something like

pulled me into his arms, still on his knees in front of me, and rubbed my back as I silently sobbed into his

okay,” he said quietly. “You’re strong. And

wish Tiffany was here,” I whispered

was silent for a moment. “She’s alive through that antidote,” he said finally. “She’s alive through you,

head down and kissed Enzo. Without hesitation, he cupped my face with his hands and kissed me

took his hand, noticing how rough and calloused his palm was, then followed him out to the living room where the team was sitting around quietly.

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