My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0608

Nina

My hand trembled as I pulled away from Enzo, watching as a whole host of emotions played across his face. I was still in shock; he had flinched from my touch.

But why? I had never-I would never have laid a finger on him. And yet here he was, the man who was strong enough to fight battles against rogues, flinching away from his wife's touch.

*Enzo," I murmured, "what really happened with your wrist?"

Enzo let out a long sigh, but said nothing for a while. I kept waiting, thinking to myself that he would tell me the truth any moment, but he never did. It was as if he was battling with himself, trying to decide if he wanted to tell me the truth or not.

And then, finally, he said it.

"Nothing."

The word came out too quickly, and his voice was just a little too harsh. He kept untying his shoes, but I took a staggering step backwards, knowing that he was just blatantly lying at this point.

"Enzo," I said firmly, my voice hoarse with exasperation, "you can't keep brushing this off. Your wrist was injured, you're acting weird about it, and I'm your wife. Don't I deserve to know what really happened?"

He turned to face me, his expression guarded. "Nina, I've already told you-it was just a hockey accident. Look, already healed, see?" As he spoke, he tugged his sleeve up to reveal his wrist. The bruise was completely gone by now with not so much as a faint line to indicate where it had been before.

to roll my eyes. The same old story,

you hurt your wrist in some random accident, but you won't even tell me the details?" I retorted, my frustration evident in my tone. "You know I care about you, and I worry when you

wrist, and you're acting like

eyes narrowing. "I'm not being nosy, Enzo. I'm concerned. And I have every right to be concerned when someone I love gets hurt and won't

Then he stood and crossed over to me, and reached out to gently cup my face in his hands. "Nina, it's sweet that you care so much, but you have to trust me," he said gently. "I've already told you everything you

soothing, and for a moment, I considered dropping the issue. But I just couldn't shake the feeling that he was still hiding something from me. Even my wolf bristled with annoyance inside of me, warning me that there was

voice softer now. "But trust goes both ways, Enzo. You

let's not argue about this now. It's in the past, and I

to believe him, to let go of my

hiding something," she said, her tone laced with annoyance. "I'm sure

softly as I watched Enzo turn away to finish getting undressed. "But why?" I asked my wolf. "Why

feel the need to

almost embarrassed," my wolf said. "Maybe it's something that paints him

laughed at the idea of Enzo getting into a bar brawl. It was so unlike him, and I highly doubted that was what had happened. But either way, my wolf was right;

not keeping something from

back turned to me. I could see his broad shoulders tremble for a split second before he seemed to regain his composure, and he turned to look at

sure. Can

a step back, feeling a new wave of hurt wash over me. Whatever he was refusing to tell me had become monstrous inside of my head by now:

I couldn't deny the fact that I was just worried for him more than anything else. I kept seeing