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.

and not at all terrifying like

intricate silver rings. "Hello, Nina," she said

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 eyes met mine again. "Care

bit taken

see things others couldn't. She took out an assortment of herbs and even more crystals from her

been skeptical of witches ever since everything that had happened with Selena, but Tyler's ordeal had forced

performing who-knows-what kind of rituals, was unnerving to say the least. Elara turned her attention to me, her gaze penetrating and intense.

a lump

She began to chant

as she continued her

emerald eyes locking onto mine. "I'll need

to this stranger. But I met my mother's eyes, and she gave me a subtle nod. I reminded myself

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

to me that she wasn't just a practitioner of magic, but she also

was when she had to conduct a gynecological exam. I clenched my teeth and gripped my mother's hand tightly,

said, producing a metal speculum from her trunk. "Don't worry,

knows what she's doing," my mother said gently, still

and muttered to herself. It was a strange juxtaposition, seeing