My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0496

Nina

The chilly morning wound up turning into a warm and sunny afternoon, and Enzo and I were tired of being all alone in our big house on the cliff.

In a last ditch effort to inject some normalcy in our lives, Enzo and I had decided to drive into town to check out the shops, get some fresh air, and have some coffee.

The drive was almost therapeutic-the sound of the tires on the road, the hum of the truck's engine, and Enzo's casual drumming of his fingers on the steering wheel all seemed to ground me in an odd way, reminding me that the world still existed outside my little bubble of melancholy.

We parked along the side of the road on the main street, where all of the shops lay. The atmosphere was filled with the sweet notes of an early summer afternoon: children laughing, dogs barking, and the distant melody of a street musician strumming his guitar.

As we strolled hand in hand, I looked at the small businesses lining the square. There was Mrs. Thompson's flower shop, bursting with bouquets of every conceivable color; the bakery with its freshly baked bread aroma wafting through the air; and the charming little bookstore that always promised a good find.

But most of all, my eyes were drawn to a young mother seated at the edge of a stone fountain in the center of the park. She was playing peek-a-boo with her toddler, who giggled with uninhibited joy. A bubble of warmth expanded in my chest at the sight, and before I knew it, I was moving toward them.

"Hi," I greeted the mother with a smile as I approached. "Your little one is adorable."

"Thank you," she replied, her eyes lighting up. "Say hello, Max."

The toddler looked at me with a curious grin and waved a tiny hand. My heart melted. I couldn't resist; I waved back exaggeratedly, playing into his little world of innocence and wonder.

to wave,"

significant milestone," I responded,

walked away, I felt Enzo's eyes on me. When I looked up, there was a hint of humor in his gaze. "What?" I asked, feeling my face flush slightly

nothing," he said. "Just you and

his words, my face flushed an even deeper

nothing," he said gently, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "It's just... I mean, don't tell me you don't want to have a little one

her joy evident on her face, and the toddler, so eager to explore

now, I didn't know if it was the best thing. But if not now, then

as how it was a warm night. With my current... condition, I didn't know if it was

warm chamomile tea cupped in my hands, I dialed my mom's number. She had been living in the werewolf

access to the right medicine for his

everything alright?" The question was simple, almost mundane, but the weight behind

finally replied, my voice trembling despite my

sweetheart. I'm here

crowding my mind for

I recounted my fears about medical school and how a baby could derail everything for both Enzo and me,

perfect," she finally said. "There's always going to be something-some reason to be hesitant, to be scared.

is going to be demanding. Enzo's job is going to be demanding. How can we possibly think about bringing

the fireplace, her eyes filled with that combination of concern and love that had become a sort of sanctuary for me over the past

the early years of my career. It was a challenge balancing it all, but I made it work.