My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0602

Nina

I must have drifted into a light slumber at some point because the sound of persistent knocking on my door pulled me from the haze of dreams.

I blinked, disoriented, and glanced at the clock on my nightstand. It was past two o'clock in the afternoon. I hadn't realized I had been asleep for so long.

"Come in," I called out, my voice still groggy from sleep.

The door swung open, and my mother entered the room. "Honey," my mom said, blocking my view of the hallway behind her, "it's time for your checkup."

My heart began to race, and I sat up a little further, hurriedly smoothing my tangled hair down with my hands. "Um ... Okay, I murmured, swallowing. "I'm ready."

A moment later, the door was opening a little wider. My mother stepped in, and behind her was a figure of a woman that sent a shiver down my spine.

My mother cleared her throat and gestured towards the mysterious visitor. "Nina, this is the witch I told you about, the one who's been helping your brother with his curse."

My eyes fell upon the witch, and I couldn't help but be taken aback by her appearance.

She had long, ebony hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall, almost seeming to shimmer with a life of its own. Her eyes were the deepest shade of emerald green, and they caught the color of the lamp on my bedside table in a way that made them shine like two emerald gems.

Her skin was fair, almost luminous, and her lips were the color of ripe cherries. She wore a flowing, midnight-blue robe that seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows around her, giving her an otherworldly appearance.

expected. She was beautiful and ethereal, and not at all terrifying

towards me, her fingers adorned with intricate silver rings. "Hello, Nina,"

awestruck by her appearance. "Hello," I

she said. She plopped down a small wooden trunk onto the table at the end of my bed and began to rifle through it. A moment later, she produced some

bit taken

nook and cranny as if she could see things others couldn't. She

I exchanged uneasy glances. I had always been skeptical of witches ever since everything that

in my room, performing who-knows-what kind of rituals, was unnerving to say the least. Elara turned her attention to me, her gaze penetrating and intense. "Nina, I need to perform a thorough examination," she said, her

nodded, feeling a lump form in

a graceful movement, Elara produced a leather-bound book from the depths of her trunk. She began to chant in a language I couldn't understand, and the room

she continued her

emerald eyes locking onto mine. "I'll need you to remove the blankets covering you, Nina,"

this stranger. But I

in my nightgown to the witch. Elara's gaze remained steady, and she proceeded with a thorough examination. She checked my pulse, inspected my skin, and asked

also knew her stuff when it came

unsettling part was when she had to conduct a gynecological exam. I clenched my teeth and

will only take a moment," the witch said, producing a metal speculum from her trunk. "Don't worry, Nina. I may be a witch, but

what she's doing," my mother said gently, still holding my hand. "You don't have anything to

muttered to herself. It was a strange juxtaposition, seeing someone who was supposed to be a user of the arcane wearing blue vinyl gloves and using test