My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0321 “I'really miss hockey,” he said quietly in an almost dreamy voice. There was a slight smile twitching at the corners of his lips. “Ilove hockey. I love my team.

And you’re my team doctor... Right?” I nodded tearfully, biting my lower lip to keep it from quivering. To think about how much I had hated being the team doctor at the beginning of the semester, and now I couldn’t imagine doing anything else... It filled me with a strange feeling that I couldn’t quite explain. I almost felt guilty now for all of the time I had spent hating my internship. Not just for Enzo, but for Tiffany. But even then, I knew that nothing made me happier now than being the team doctor, and I was proud

to admit it. If only my voice wasn’t too choked from my tears to speak.

“I'want to see more,” he suddenly said, straightening. He was still holding my hand, and now he looked down at me with a new unwavering intensity — the same intensity that I had come to love. The same intensity that he showed me when we first met.

At the time, I had thought of it as a predator and his prey, and it scared me; but now, I knew that it was something completely different. It was pure love and fascination. It was a look that I somehow knew only fated mates could give each other.

“Follow me, then,” I said, my voice shaking with a combination of fear of failure and excitement. Part of me was terrified that he would suddenly regress again, or that Selena would I

suddenly walk in here and snatch him away from me. But I pushed on and led him over to the locker rooms, However, when I pushed open the door of the locker rooms next, Enzo suddenly dropped my hand and stopped in the doorway.

I gone too far now? Was he regretting

eyes were fixed on the inside

mouth hung open ever so slightly that he was

spell.

mouth hung open and his eyes widened. knew, in that instant, that he was beginning to remember even more. I wanted to jump on him and hug him tightly, but I contained myself in order not to freak him out again and simply held the door open

watched as he paced around

his things inside, and as though it was instinct, he lifted his hand and began to turn

as he turned it one way, then

inside. I felt my heart swell as [ watched him retrieve his hockey

green color with burgundy piping — our school colors — and had a large number “1” on the back with his

to the light. “Enzo Rivers.” Pp As he spoke, his voice shifted, — returning to its natural cadence. I felt my stomach jolt as his hands changed, then his arms, his legs... His body slowly morphed back into its natural state as the spell that disguised him melted away. He stood there frozen for what felt like an eternity, just holding