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.

walked over to where the contents of the dresser were scattered

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

getting down on my hands and knees and groping around beneath

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 hated that he took my mom’s jewelry away from her. He always told me that she would want me to have it someday, but I didn’t understand it at the

however, I understood

that held my mother’s engagement ring. There was a small note inside from my father that simply read: ‘To Enzo: I know you will need this someday. Make sure that the girl you

was my mother’s favorite gem. Sighing, I took it out of the little box and held it up to the waning light that was coming in through the large broken window, and turned it back and forth to see how the light made the opal shine and sparkle.

she would probably come looking for me. I placed the ring back in its little velvet box and pocketed it before I headed back downstairs and took Nina

kept thinking about the broken photographs, the dull gray color of the walls and the dim 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 reason, no matter how much I had always hated that house, I thought to myself that I could learn to love

battle. For the two days that Nina slept, I stayed awake by her bedside and felt the ring in my pocket. Every so often, I would take

me fondling it. I thought for sure that she would get curious

proposing to her then and there several times. But at one point, just as I was about to pull the ring out,