My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0433

Nina

The next morning, I finally met with my father for the first time. Not in a state of dire stress or danger, but instead

Breakfast.

Enzo and I walked into the large dining room together to see a long chestnut table, at one end of which was a stunning array of fragrant breakfast foods, brightly colored fruits, and steaming cups of coffee. My father was sitting at the chair at the end of the table, and stood when we entered. Without a word, he simply held his arms out for me and walked up to me, pulling me in for a tight hug before I could even say anything. I felt a bit tense being hugged by this man who I hardly knew, despite the fact that he was my biological father, and when we pulled away I stammered to come up with something to say.

"I know it's a lot to process," my dad said. "Let's eat instead of trying to figure it all out." He stepped out of the way and gestured for Enzo and I to sit at the table, and we did. Enzo sat beside me, his hand resting firmly on my thigh underneath the tablecloth.

We ate in silence for a couple of minutes. The food was delicious and warm, and as I ate I realized how starving was after sleeping for two days. There was an array of warm pancakes and fresh fruit, juicy sausages and crispy bacon, steaming hot potatoes and bitter coffee; I ate all of those things and more, and my stomach still didn't feel full. I thought to myself that if I could eat like this forever, I would. And I had lost so much weight lately with everything going on that no one batted an eye at my voracious appetite.

But at the same time, it almost felt wrong to be eating at the moment. My twin sister had just died brutally, and although I hardly knew her and most of our interactions were filled with her evil nature that was caused by the Luna's manipulation, I still felt oddly empty. She was my twin, after all, and we had a strong magical bond.

my fork down and swallowed, feeling my face go red.

the same. I could see his hands gripping the edge of the table so tightly that his knuckles were white, and he stared numbly down at his plate. "There

"Of course," I

and offered me a weak smile. He looked over at Enzo then, who sat stolidly beside me. "I know that Selena was a lot of trouble," my father said quietly as he leaned back in his chair. "I hope you can understand that the Luna... My wife... Was a practitioner of old magic. She came from a lineage of witches mixed with werewolves, and her powers

sense now; the Luna was behind everything. From the beginning, she had a card in the game. I was certain that there

I said, "what was she

of my mother, my father's eyes lit up. A soft smile spread across his lips, and he tilted his head back slightly to look up at the ceiling. "Her name was Ophelia," he said, his voice sounding almost dreamy. "She looked just like you. You and Selena could

was glad to have had the chance to experience those eyes before Selena sacrificed her

in any other ways?" I asked, to

strong, but Selena's true nature came out sometimes. She was

see more of

slightly around my thigh. When I looked over at him, his eyes were soft and understanding. When Selena was alive, after we turned her into a human, he never really believed me when I said that Selena had some good inside

questions. I explained everything to him, everything that he had missed over the past twenty years while he was under the Luna's spell: the rise of the Crescents, the Luna's negative effect on the werewolf realm, Selena's plan to take Enzo from me, and everything else about my life. told him about my adoptive

stood. His face was grim,