My Hockey Alpha

Enzo

On the morning after I upset Selena and slept on the couch for talking to Nina, I woke up feeling foggier than usual. Selena, much to my surprise, was already awake and was cooking pancakes in the kitchen.

“Good morning, sunshine,” she said with a grin as she flipped a pancake on the stove. “Hungry?”

I managed a slight smile as I stood and walked over to her. My body was sore from my night spent sleeping on the couch, but at least Selena seemed to be in a good mood now; in fact, now that I thought about it, I couldn’t quite remember why she was mad at me to begin with. I remembered talking to that girl named Nina, but I didn’t know why I was talking to her.

Either way, it didn’t matter. The most important thing on my mind was keeping my love happy, and I would have done whatever it would take to make that happen.

However, as the day went on, the fogginess in my brain continued. I felt out of it all day, and chalked it up to a head cold or exhaustion. But when the foggy feeling still didn’t go away after two days, I started to wonder if something was wrong.

Everything changed when I went to a party with Selena.

We were having a nice time, drinking and dancing together. She seemed happy, which made me happy, and made me forget about the strange feeling in my head. But when I got separated from her, and suddenly felt someone grab me by the hand and yank me through the crowd, I knew that something fishy was going on.

Nina pushed me outside and had one of her friends guard the door for us. All I could think about was Selena — was she okay? Nina was staring at me with a confusing amount of intensity, and it only made me more uneasy around her.

“Um— What’s going on?” I asked, trying to look over her to see if Selena was inside. “Do you need something?”

Nina said. “Please. Look

only closed the distance between us again. How did she even know my real name? To

out and make sure that Selena was okay. “I have a girlfriend,” I said. I sidestepped

up in her eyes. “Please.

what she meant. Selena hadn’t put a spell on me. And what did she mean about “remembering” her? There was nothing to remember; sure, she looked a bit like Selena, but that didn’t mean anything. Was this

I had enough. I needed to know if Selena was okay, and without a word, I ripped my wrist away from Nina and

recognized from the hockey team, tried to stop

said, grabbing me by the shoulder and turning me back to face him. But this time I was prepared, and I swung at him. He ducked, but it didn’t

Nina’s two friends had cornered her in the bathroom and were questioning her on her true identity. I could only hold her and comfort her as I fumed over the sick prank Nina played on us. I wasn’t sure, however, if I could bring myself to

walked home with Selena, I couldn’t deny the sudden, intense scent that traveled across the

it as my mate’s scent. And it

…

I was walking to meet Selena when I suddenly bumped into Nina

time, I picked up her scent

to me? It simply didn’t make sense, and I immediately brushed it off as another prank before walking away from

comforted her over being kicked out of class by Nina’s doing, I still couldn’t deny the strange scent that was drawing