My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 263: Healing Love

Nina

Finally, I shifted for the first time.

All of my agony melted away and was replaced by enhanced senses. Everything appeared brighter, smelled more intense, and I could hear for what felt like miles.

Not only that, but I felt stronger than ever; and my mate was in trouble.

The rogue leader had Enzo pinned down. Enzo was kicking underneath him wildly, but the rogue leader was incredibly strong. Despite Enzo’s size and strength, the rogue leader was still managing to get the upper hand.

Baring my teeth, I didn’t hesitate for a moment before I leaped onto the rogue leader. I was smaller than him, but that also meant that I was faster and more agile, and I leaped onto his back and sank my teeth into the back of his neck.

The rogue leader yelped and scrambled backwards in an attempt to throw me off of him, but I held on tightly. I saw Enzo climb back to his feet and attack the rogue leader while I had him distracted. He clawed at the rogue leader’s throat, causing the rogue leader to throw himself backwards.

Unfortunately, this allowed the rogue leader to effectively throw me to the ground. But at least I managed to get him off of Enzo and lower his defenses. Enzo leaped at him again, and they collided mid-air.

“Run away,” Enzo’s voice echoed in my mind. “I’ll handle it from here. Just get to safety.”

rumbled in my throat. It was a strange

“I won’t leave you. Let me fight with

in Enzo’s face, slowly inching closer and closer to

get the rogue leader off of Enzo. I scrambled to my feet where I fell beside the rogue leader, but he was also quick to get back

bared his teeth even more aggressively, long strands of saliva dripping down mixed with blood. “I

the rogue made him hit his head on the ground. He also seemed to be limping, although I realized that he was limping before the fight ever

a tree. I managed to come to a skidding halt in the dirt and whipped

pine-covered forest floor. The

came up behind him then. He seemed to have regained some strength from his healing, and while the rogue leader’s back was

sent flying into a tree. I heard two sickening crunches — one from the tree splintering in two, and one

rogue was dripping blood everywhere. I lunged at him, furious that he had hurt Enzo, but it was too late. A loud howl

heard more howls

the forest

except for Enzo’s

and fell to my knees next to him, tangling my fingers in

him as he laid

from a pained groan. He was alive, but not for long; there was a large gash on his shoulder that was bleeding profusely, and his arm was completely broken. Bits of bone

said. “Mark him, and then you can use your