My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0573

Nina

Madame Zara's eyes flickered with a mix of fear and sorrow as she finally spoke, her voice barely more than a whisper. I could hardly hear her over the din of the crowd outside, and I had to lean closer just to make out what she was trying to say.

"Your family, Nina, it's... it's cursed. A generational curse that affects the first-born daughters."

I felt my heart skip a beat. "Cursed?" I echoed, my voice trembling.

Enzo let out a wry chuckle. "Don't bullshit us, woman," he hissed.

But Madame Zara just shot him a look, and in that look, there was everything. Suddenly, I knew. This couldn't be just any gimmicky fortune teller. She had ties in the supernatural realm. I was sure of it. Even Enzo fell silent, his eyes widening ever so slightly.

"I'm sorry," I murmured in the wake of Enzo's comment. "Please keep going, Madame Zara."

The fortune teller swallowed, then leveled her gaze with mine again. "It is true." She nodded solemnly. "The curse dictates that the first-born child of each first-born daughter in your family will be stillborn."

I felt a chill run down my spine. My mother's first child, as I had only just discovered, had been stillborn. I thought it was just a tragic accident, a stroke of cruel fate. But now, with Madame Zara's words hanging heavily in the air, a horrifying possibility began to take shape in my mind.

"Are you saying that... my baby..." I couldn't finish the sentence, the words catching in my throat.

filled with empathy. "I am sorry, Nina. I can see the curse's shadow around you. It's strong, and it's old,

heart pounding in my chest as Madame Zara's words echoed in my mind. Black magic? A multi -generational curse? It sounded like something out of a horror movie, not something that could be real, not something

my head. "Why would there be a curse

gaze as her fingers gripped the edge of the table. "I'm not sure. I can only see

you know this?" Enzo chimed in, the skepticism returning to his voice. "How can we trust

reader. I am from the supernatural realm, just like you," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I have lived among humans for many

me, pulling me close. "We're leaving," he said, his

the truth? Was our child really in danger? "But what if she's right?" I whispered to Enzo. "What if our baby is in danger? The visions, the symptoms... It's all just like my father described about my mother's

don't know if we

knew

as Enzo started to lead me away. "The curse is strong. If you

down my spine, but Enzo was resolute. He guided me out of the tent, his grip on

gentle but unyielding.

back into the festival, the bright lights and joyful sounds felt jarringly out of place. My mind was reeling, trying to process what

ignore this," I said, my voice

and determination. He lowered his voice, leaning closer so only I could hear. "Trust me, I want to believe," he said softly, his hands gripping mine. "But we should be careful. It could be a scam, even if she

"She knew about us.

hair. "I know, but we don't know her intentions for sure. She could

why? What would anyone gain from spinning a tale about a generational black magic curse and a stillborn baby? And given what we know