My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0612

Enzo

The night air was slightly chilly as I stepped outside, a welcome reprieve after the stuffiness of the bedroom. As I made my way toward the sprawling gardens that lined the surrounding area, Nina's words echoed in my mind.

*This is not your burden to bear," she had said. "You don't have to suffer in silence."

But was that true? Could I really open up about this to anyone, or would it just end in disaster?

When my father had died, he had left some money-a good amount of money, actually. Nina and I had decided to put it into a retirement account, though, just to be safe. I kept a little of it, and I knew it would always be there if I needed it, but I didn't want to use it.

I always wanted to be the breadwinner, at least while Nina was still in school. I wanted to be able to provide for our family no matter what; hell, I wanted to make sure that our future child would never have to worry.

But this... incident that had happened with Mila? One wrong step on my part, and everything could be ruined. There was no telling how far her word reached. For all I knew, it could alienate me from the world of hockey forever.

But that wasn't just it.

I could still see the look in Mila's eyes when she had glared at me. I could still feel the strength in her grip, too. I knew that Nina was thinking that I had just imagined it differently due to my shock at the moment, but I knew what I had seen.

It was very possible that Mila wasn't human. I didn't know what she was; she certainly wasn't a werewolf, but she definitely wasn't human, either.

And if that was the case, then what else was she capable of?

reached the gardens, where a sprawling hedge maze laid in front of me. I had walked this maze countless times before over our visits; it was a good place to think. I knew it by memory now, and at the center laid a statue

walked through the hedges, the cool breeze rustled the leaves of the surrounding trees, and I took a deep breath,

my career and reputation by coming forward about what Mila

of me still clung to the belief that as a

echoed in my mind. She had reminded me that men could be victims too, and that I shouldn't be ashamed to seek justice for what had happened. Maybe there were other men out there who had experienced

I could

bench opposite the statue, and I sat down with a sigh. The half-moon in the sky illuminated the statue and eerie pale blue, and the distant

I didn't notice the approaching footsteps until they were right beside me. I turned to see Nina's father, a thoughtful look on his

with a nod. "Taking

"Just... trying to

I?" he asked, gesturing

beside me, and both of us looked up at the statue in front of us. It was a

spot," he said after a few moments. "It's funny... I actually hated this statue at first. I thought

glancing

is a reminder of who you are." He paused, then shook his head and laughed again. "I guess she's right.

Maybe the statue was a reminder; a reminder that, above all else, I was born with the blood of the wolf in me. The blood of the wolf didn't fade or bow down

words carefully, but then they tumbled out all at once anyway. "Have you ever

had expected my answer. "I've felt that way many times," he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "Especially

listened intently, recalling the past