My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0589

Nina

That night, sleep eluded me. I found myself pacing around the kitchen, caught somewhere between a state of making tea and having a mental breakdown.

My mind kept wandering back to Jessica, back to whether I should Claim her or not. Lori had been right; it was a huge decision. Life changing, even. But ever since we got the updated news about Jessica's condition, it was feeling more and more like the only option.

I could do it, I thought to myself. I could claim her; it would be a faster process than healing, and the results would be more profound. If I successfully turned her into a werewolf, she would likely be awake and almost fully healed within one, maybe two days.

Or... I could claim her and it could be detrimental to my pregnancy.

At this point, I didn't know how to feel about that possibility. Would I rather save the life of my friend, or save the life of my unborn child-the child which, for all I knew, might very well end up stillborn?

In the dimly lit room, the hours seemed to stretch on endlessly. The weight of the situation hung heavy in the air, suffocating any attempt at rest. The silence was only broken by the soft sounds of Lori's fitful sleep from the sofa, punctuated by an occasional whimper or a restless movement.

And then, it happened.

Lori called out Jessica's name in her sleep, her voice filled with anguish. She bolted upright, her eyes wide with panic, and her breaths came in short, frantic bursts. "Jessica! Jessica, no!"

I rushed to her side, my heart aching for her. I placed a hand on her trembling shoulder, trying to ground her in the present. "Lori, it's okay," I whispered, my voice gentle but firm. "Jessica is still alive. She's in the hospital, and everything will be okay."

tears glistening in her eyes. "I had a dream," she choked out. "A horrible dream. Jessica was... she was dying in the hospital, and I wasn't even beside her.

listened to Lori's words. I knew the feeling of helplessness all

is fighting for her life, and you're doing everything you can by being here for her.

her. "I should be with her," she whispered. "I should be there by her

both exhausted beyond all belief,"

her gaze fixed on our intertwined hands. She nodded slowly, as if reluctantly accepting my words. "You're right," she admitted, her voice barely above

her, Lori," I assured her." You're doing everything you can, and that's all anyone can ask for. We'll get

she turned to me, gratitude and exhaustion drawn on her face. "Thank you, Nina," she said, her voice breaking. "For

shoulder gently, offering a reassuring smile. "We're in this together, Lori. Friends support each other,

leaned back against the couch, her eyes drifting closed. The

finally allowed herself to

brushed a strand of hair away from her face, a sense of protectiveness washing over me. "Get some rest," I encouraged her.

plagued her. The room fell into silence once more, broken

her, my own worries gnawing at my thoughts. The images of Jessica's

managed to sleep. It was a welcome feeling after everything that I had been through, and before I knew it, I was slipping off

happened. In the dead of night, I awoke with a start, a cold sweat clinging to my skin. My heart raced,

"Jessica..." I whispered.

and the sense of impending loss had been overwhelming. It felt so real, so lifelike, as