My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0687

Enzo

My consciousness returned slowly, my mind foggy and my limbs heavy as if I was emerging from anesthesia.

I blinked, my vision still blurred, as I strained to take in my surroundings. After a moment, I realize where I was. I was laying on the bed in my dimly lit hotel room. The darkness of night was pressed against the windows, although last I could remember, it had been the middle of the afternoon.

I groaned a little. How long had I been out? Maybe I had had too much to drink and had stumbled back to my room. Maybe three whiskeys at noon wasn't the best idea; Nina had probably been trying to call me all day.

"I should call her," I thought to myself as I began to roll over in search of my phone.

But then, a sharp pain cut through the haze just when I tried to sit up. I winced and fell back down onto the bed, looking down to see a rope binding my wrists to the metal bed frame.

"What the..."

It looked like a normal rope at first, but I quickly realized that it was threaded with shimmering silver strands. Pure silver; basically werewolf kryptonite. I could already feel the metal slowly sapping my strength.

"Finally awake, I see."

I blinked, looking toward the source of the voice, and that was when I saw the familiar female figure walking toward me. "Mila..."

She sauntered closer, her features slowly coming into focus as my vision finally cleared. Her lips were curled upwards into a satisfied smirk, and a chuckle rumbled in her throat.

With a growing sense of unease, memories of our conversation at the bar flooded back. The last thing I could remember was her apologizing, and then she had hugged me. Tightly. After that, everything felt... fuzzy.

led me back to my room, her delicate hand intertwined

have. My clothes were all still intact,

pure silver strands that were threaded throughout burned my

eyes with her. Something malicious glinted there that I had seen before, and now

nail almost fondly along the silver ropes, "Silver," she purred. "Such a silly little thing, to

simmered in my veins. She knew. This whole time, she had known what I was. I met her amused gaze steadily despite the dread that was creeping into my

was all I could croak out. In answer, she leaned in close to me, until I could detect

she purred. "And those physical tests I

suddenly changed, greens and golds shifting until burning crimson swallowed her irises, her pupils growing and stretching and thinning into

throat. She was no wolf, but she certainly

you?" I whispered. Dread prickled down my spine at her wicked grin. What had I gotten myself into?

under rays of warm sunlight. Her tongue darted out

the sight of her. No, she wasn't like a cat. She was

expression." Don't look

me," I growled, yanking uselessly on the ropes,

have you changing your mind or fighting

asked. "What do you want from

almost looked like pity entered her crimson glare. "Oh, you poor, clueless boy," she purred. "You have no idea what you've stumbled into."

me

I want?"

in front of us, filling the room with its bright light and shimmering vortex. Seeing this, a sense of dread crept down my spine. Every instinct in me screamed to fight, to get away from here, but

wolf was weak, fuzzy.