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.

I had expected. She was beautiful and ethereal, and not at all terrifying like I had somehow worked

towards me, her fingers adorned with intricate silver

her hand, feeling unexpectedly awestruck by her appearance. "Hello," I managed, taking note

began to rifle through it. A moment later, she produced some crystals and a singing bowl, and her emerald

a bit

no time. She began to move around the room, her eyes scanning every nook and cranny as if she could see things others couldn't. She took out an assortment of herbs and even

worked, my mother and I exchanged uneasy glances. I had always been skeptical of witches ever since everything that had happened with Selena, but Tyler's ordeal had forced

to me, her gaze penetrating and

nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat.

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 filled with an eerie, ethereal glow.

she continued her

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

myself to this stranger. But I met my

a deep breath and slowly pushed the blankets down, exposing myself in my nightgown to the witch. Elara's gaze remained steady, and she proceeded with a thorough examination. She checked my pulse,

me that she wasn't just a practitioner of magic, but she also knew her stuff when it came to medical science. That was

gynecological exam. I clenched my teeth and gripped my mother's hand tightly, my eyes squeezing shut as

from her trunk. "Don't worry, Nina.

doing," my mother said gently, still holding my hand.

It was a strange juxtaposition, seeing someone who was supposed to be a user of the arcane wearing blue vinyl gloves