My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0497

Enzo

The night air was crisp but not too cold-just the way I liked it. There was something about the solitude of the open road and the rumble of my motorcycle beneath me that put everything into perspective.

Nina had been going through a lot, and although I would have loved to be by her side every moment, I figured that she would appreciate having some space to think; especially right then, when she was grappling with the decision of a lifetime.

Truthfully, I didn't want her to terminate the pregnancy. When we originally thought that she was pregnant and the tests came back negative, the amount of disappointment I felt was immeasurable.

I thought she felt the same way, too. But at the end of the day, it was her body, and her decision. And it wasn't as if her reasons for wanting to end the pregnancy weren't solid, either. It made sense. It just sucked.

I revved the engine, feeling the vibrations run up my arms as I cruised along the winding country roads. The night sky stretched out above me, studded with stars that seemed to wink in and out of existence. It was as if the universe itself was in a state of unrest, much like my own life.

After driving around for a while, my bike's gas gauge warned me that I was running low, and I spotted an old gas station up ahead.

Pulling in, I killed the engine and dismounted, taking off my helmet. The bell above the door dinged as I stepped inside, the smell of oil and stale coffee filling the air.

The cashier, an older man with a bushy beard and tired eyes, looked up from his magazine. "Evening. What can I do for ya?"

"Just need to fill up and grab some snacks," I said, wandering over to the aisles lined with chips and candy bars. He nodded. "You got it. Hey, you from around here?"

"Yeah, why?"

window as if expecting to see something-or someone. "Just that we've been getting some unusual visitors lately, Strangers, mostly. It's a small town, so new faces stick out." I raised an eyebrow, my interest piqued in more ways than the old man could comprehend.

know? They come at

a knot

Crescents.

to the forefront of my mind. They'd been gone for

what if it was more than just the Crescents? Lewis and his followers were still out there somewhere, and for the longest time, I thought that they were taken care of. But lately, I had been feeling a bit unsteady about it. It was as if

I

my gas and snacks and headed back out to the parking lot. As I was strapping my helmet back on, a rusted old pickup truck pulled out from behind the station and swerved into the road with a screeching of tires, its driver craning his head in the driver's

locked onto the driver-and I'd

thought, I jumped onto my bike, turning the key and roaring

gripped

the bike roared beneath me;

my speed, by the time I reached the turnoff, there was no sign of the vehicle. I slowed down, feeling my adrenaline fade, replaced by a sinking sense

back onto the main road. My mind raced, echoing with the same

my bike purring down to silence.

of the conversation I was about to have started sinking in. Luke was the

sounded through the speaker, breaking my train

town recently," I said, my voice edgier than I intended it to be.

someone who looked like Edward last week, but I lost his trail. I