My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0582

Enzo

Practice was just about finishing up, and the hockey team was running through one final mock scrimmage before I let them go for the day.

I was leaning against the pillar next to the rink, wearing my plain clothes today, I didn't want to be on the ice today in case there was an emergency call from Nina, which Tim understood.

But right now, instead of coaching, I was zoning out. My hand kept drifting to my phone to check on a call from Nina, but there was none. She should have landed by now, it was only a few hours by plane back to Mountainview. In fact, she should have been in the supernatural realm by now.

I figured, though, that maybe she was just caught up with family. She was going to stay with her parents and brother, after all; maybe they were in a frenzy because she told them about the fortune teller, or maybe they were just sharing a family meal and she hadn't had a chance to look at her phone yet.

However, it didn't fully ease the anxiety inside of me. My wife was in another realm entirely, literally worlds away from me, and I hadn't heard from her. For all I knew, something horrible was going down right now, and I had no way of knowing unless she called me.

Just as I was about to give in and call her, Mila suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She had a determined look in her eyes, her dark hair pulled back into a tight bun.

"Enzo, there you are," she said, her voice urgent. "Do you have a moment? I could really use your help with something.

I pocketed my phone, temporarily setting aside my worries about Nina. "Sure, Mila. What do you need?" Mila motioned toward a nearby room filled with heavy medical equipment. "I'm preparing for the upcoming physical exams, and I need to move some of this equipment around. It's too heavy for me to handle on my own."

I took a glance back at the hockey team, who were still engaged in their scrimmage. "I don't know if I should just walk away," I said, gesturing over my shoulder toward them with my thumb. "Practice isn't over for another twenty minutes."

"Please?" Mila asked, almost begging. "It won't take long. I promise. Ten minutes, max."

The team could

room, and she flicked on the light. "Here it is," Mila said, pointing to the mess of new equipment, some of it in boxes. "I just need to

pushing up my sleeves. "Not a

began to move the medical equipment per Mila's orders. I spent the next ten minutes opening boxes, pushing large pieces

I thought I was finishing up, though, it seemed like Mila had more plans for me. "Can I ask you for

to get back to the team, but closed it again. Mila's eyes were pleading, her hands clasped in front of her, and who was I to refuse? She clearly needed my help, and even though it went beyond my job description, I wanted to

it?"

then gestured to the new treadmill that I had just put into place. "Do you think you could run on the treadmill

my mind still preoccupied with thoughts

someone. I'm not sure

Mila interrupted, holding up one hand to indicate the time. "Pretty please? It would mean

the treadmill. I stepped onto the machine, feeling a pang of

settings and started the treadmill. "Just go as fast as you can for

it was helpful for clearing my head. I cranked the speed up on the treadmill and began to sprint, not even breaking a sweat. Back at home, I could run far faster and further than this; but today, I

a confused look in her eyes. I reduced the speed,

scoffed. "Good? Enzo, you're like a

not wanting to give her cause for concern, seeing as how I was very much

her hand on my arm." Wait, just one more thing," she said. "I

of discomfort. "My shirt? Is that

Enzo, and it won't take long. Just

whole thing over with. I removed my shirt and