My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0684

Enzo

I was just sitting at the hotel bar, trying to smooth out my nerves before I tried calling Nina, when I suddenly felt a delicate hand on my shoulder and an all-too-familiar voice.

"Well, well... fancy meeting you here, Enzo."

I turned, and that was when I saw her: Mila.

"Mila?" I asked, jumping up without even really meaning to. "What are you doing here, in my hotel?"

She paused for a moment, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before she took a deep breath and spoke. "Can we talk?" she asked. "I heard you came to town, and... I wanted to clear the air."

I was silent for a moment, weighing my options. My wolf bristled inside of me; a warning.

"No," I said firmly. "No, I don't want to talk. Please, just... leave me be."

But Mila was steadfast in her attempt. She took a step forward. I had nowhere to go with the bar right behind me, so I was trapped. "Please," she said softly. "Listen, Tim told me what you said, and... I realized that I was really awful for what I did. But I'd like a chance to explain."

She paused then, taking in a sharp breath as she gazed up at me. "Please," she repeated.

I stared at her for a few moments longer, unsure of what to say. Part of me wanted to tell her to buzz off, but another part of me actually wanted to hear her out. We were in a public place, after all. Maybe it would be okay to just talk to her.

sinking back down onto my stool.

on the stool beside me. I studied her face, searching for any

my arms across my

time you were here, the way that I tried to force myself on you, the way I threatened you, was awful of me." She paused, laughing wryly and licking her lips. "I'm not asking for forgiveness. But I do want to tell you how sorry I am, and how it'll never, ever happen

I growled. "And unless you've got an actual explanation for why you thought it was okay to do what you did,

checks flushing a deep shade of red as she twisted a silver ring around her finger. "Okay," she whispered. "Look, I know it's no excuse, but... I just went

in my mind, I thought we clicked. Then, I saw how happy you are with your wife and part of me wanted to

sorry to hear about your

new feelings. Again,

staring down at her ring, a sad look

I wish you the best in working through everything. But there's no need to 'make it up to me'.

up, and her eyes widened. "You quit?"

I said. "This

over, "please don't quit. The team loves you. And I can tell

a bit uncomfortable beneath her gaze. Yes, it was true; I did love that job, and the team loved me. But

done is done. I need to be at home

have so much passion for this." When I nodded, she made one last desperate appeal. "I'll resign instead, if that helps! The team needs you

"No need," I said. "I've made up my mind." She pressed her

eyes flitting down to the now-empty glass that I hadn't realized I was still holding in my hands. The Idea of taking

it. That way, I'd

guess I could do that. Just