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."

dream. Jessica was...

heart constricted as I listened to Lori's words. I knew the feeling of helplessness all too

held her gaze, my voice steady. "Lori, it was just a dream. Jessica is fighting for her life, and you're doing everything

looked away, a deep sense of guilt washing over her. "I should be with her," she whispered. "I should

exhausted beyond all belief," I said softly. "We need to

on our intertwined hands. She nodded slowly, as if reluctantly accepting my words. "You're right," she admitted,

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

up in Lori's eyes, and she turned to me, gratitude and exhaustion drawn on her face. "Thank you, Nina," she said, her voice breaking. "For being here, for understanding. I don't know what I would do without

"We're in this together, Lori. Friends support each other, no matter

her eyes drifting closed. The weight of the world seemed

and she finally allowed herself to relax. "I'm so

over

closing her eyes, succumbing to the exhaustion that had plagued her. The

but keep a watchful eye on her, my own worries gnawing at my thoughts. The images

had been through, and before I knew it, I was slipping off into my dreams with Lori

a start, a cold sweat clinging to my skin.

"Jessica..." I whispered.

fading away in a sterile hospital room, and the sense of impending loss had been overwhelming. It felt so real, so lifelike, as though it could happen at any moment.