My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 297: The Ring

Enzo

When Nina and I went to my father’s abandoned home, there was something I didn’t tell her.

In fact, there was something that I didn’t tell her about when we were staying with the Alpha King in the werewolf realm.

As soon as Nina and I marked each other, I knew that I needed to marry her. I didn’t know exactly when it would happen, but I knew that it would happen soon. And when we visited my father’s house, I found something that made me want to make it happen sooner rather than later.

I went upstairs to look around briefly. Of course, the entire house was completely ransacked. I didn’t know what Lewis and his lackeys were looking for, if anything; it almost seemed as though they were just trying to humiliate my father and be disrespectful of him, of the place that they called home for years. It made me sick to see all of the broken furniture, scattered belongings, and shattered pictures.

I never cared much for that house. Without my mother’s touch, it was a gloomy and boring house. It was never a home to me; but still, it hurt deeply to see the place ransacked, especially by the person who was supposed to be supportive of my father from the beginning.

Quietly, I made my way into my dad’s room. Of course that room was destroyed, too. It seemed as though they had taken special care to destroy his bedroom. The mattress was completely off of the bed, the curtains were torn down, and the window that looked out over the ocean was shattered, allowing a cold wind to blow in. His closet was completely torn apart, and the drawers to his dresser were pulled out with their contents dumped all over the floor.

shivered as I walked over to where the contents of the dresser were

something; but we were looking for two completely different things. While Lewis was likely looking for money or paperwork, if he was even looking for anything in particular, I was just looking for something small.

I found it, after getting down on my hands and

box. My dad had kept it perfectly after all these years; he was more sentimental than he always let on. After my mom died, he took it off of her finger and put it away. At the time, I hated that he did that.

I understood

‘To Enzo:

was coming in through the large broken window, and turned it back and forth to see how the light made the opal shine and

would probably come looking for me. I

light. But when I found Nina, she was standing there and she was a splash of color against the gray. She wasn’t dull. And for some

slept, I stayed awake by her bedside and felt the ring in my pocket. Every so often, I would take it out and inspect it in the firelight, then quickly pocket it again when I thought that Nina was

me fondling it. I

there several times. But at one point,