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.

back to my room, her delicate hand intertwined

I didn't... do anything with her, did I? No, I couldn't have. My clothes were all still intact, so that was good. But why? Why

the silver ropes again but they wouldn't budge. The pure silver strands that were threaded

the hell is going on?" I demanded, locking eyes with her. Something malicious glinted there that I had seen before, and now I knew just

ropes, "Silver," she purred. "Such a silly little thing, to make a big strong wolf like

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

all I could croak out. In answer, she leaned in close to

those physical tests I gave you the last time you were here--they just confirmed

and golds shifting until burning crimson swallowed

was no wolf, but

at her wicked grin. What had I gotten myself into? "All in due time," she

a jungle cat stretching its limbs under rays of warm sunlight. Her tongue darted out

at the sight of her. No, she

have a nice nap?" she asked, turning to face me again. She chuckled at my stunned expression." Don't look so betrayed, Enzo. You chose to trust me

me," I growled, yanking uselessly on the ropes, ignoring the burning pain. She

your mind or fighting back, not when

asked. "What do you want from

like pity entered her crimson glare. "Oh, you poor, clueless boy," she purred. "You have no idea what you've stumbled into." She leaned down again, her long fingernails trailing across my

my head away, glaring at her steadily even as panic built up inside of me at her ominous words. "Let me go, Mila," I

laughter filled the room again. "You think that's what I want?" she asked. "To never hear from you again?

up 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

was