My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0355 Nina Richard died in Enzo’s arms that morning, just before sunrise.

For a long time, Enzo just sat there holding his father with his head hung low. He didn’t say a word, nor did he even look up as the rest of us quietly sat around him and reached out to comfort him. No one else spoke, either.

I couldn’t help but cry abit. I hardly knew Richard, and the only times where we met each other were turbulent, but it still made me sad to see Enzo in such a depressed state.

Richard was his father, after all. And, right before the end, Richard had a change of heart and tried to make up

for the horrible things he said and did.

That alone was enough to make me forgive him for the times that he made me scared and threatened me. 1 wondered if I should tell my mother, as well; she had, after all, known him for years, not to mention the fact that she told me in her last letter that Richard wasn’t the one who put the curse on Taylor after all.

Finally, Enzo slowly looked up from his father’s stiff body as the sun rose and began to shine through the trees. His eyes looked red and puffy, and I knew that he had been holding back tears all morning. But Enzo was too strong to ever cry. Part of me wished that he would just let go and allow himself to cry, but at the same time I was impressed by his fortitude.

“I want to bury him,” he said

ground a few feet in front of

over at our other friends. They all looked just as exhausted as I felt, but they also nodded in agreement and stood. I

put them under a sleeping spell. Selena was certainly aware of the power of the twin bond, and I thought that that was why she didn’t kill them; she knew that if she killed or even hurt my friends, I would either

use that to my advantage at some point. Selena clearly didn’t want to die; maybe I could somehow threaten to do something that would cause her

off at a sprint to retrieve a shovel from the tool shed on campus. He was faster than ever now that he was a werewolf, and returned quickly. I noticed that Matt slipped something

took turns digging a grave for

the tool shed. The rest of us then stood nearby, sniffling and wiping away our tears, as Matt and Enzo slowly lowered Richard’s body into the freshly dug

a new determination. I didn’t know what Richard said to him before he died, and neither did anyone else. We all decided to give them privacy during those moments, and I wanted to keep it that

whatever Richard

a sinking feeling that he would try to just run away with me and our friends and get away from it all, and I didn’t blame him. But

now I could tell that Enzo had the

each shovelful of fresh dirt filling the grave also filled Enzo with more and more determination. And when it was all finished, he wiped his dirty hands on his pants and turned back to

clear and strong despite his grief. “That’s what I'm going to do.” Enzo then looked over at me. I could see now that his eyes were still full of pain, but there was a bit of a sparkle there as he met my gaze. Without

tell me not to come. He chewed the inside of his cheek for a moment, his brown eyes searching my face. He opened his mouth and then closed it again, as though he was going to say something — he was likely going to say that he would go alone —