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.

to my room, her delicate hand intertwined with mine. She had whispered

with her, did I? No, I couldn't have. My clothes were

pure silver strands that were threaded

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

softly, trailing a long nail almost fondly along the silver ropes, "Silver," she purred. "Such a

as anger 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

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

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

suddenly changed, greens and golds shifting until burning crimson swallowed her irises, her

in my throat. She was no wolf, but she certainly

prickled down my spine at her wicked grin. What had I gotten myself into? "All in due

under rays of warm sunlight. Her tongue darted out to

suppressed a shudder at the sight of her. No, she wasn't like a cat.

turning to face me again. She chuckled at my stunned expression." Don't look so betrayed, Enzo. You

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

your mind or fighting back, not when I was

asked. "What do

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 jaw. "So noble,"

head away, glaring at her steadily even as panic built up inside of me at her ominous

room again. "You think that's what I want?" she asked.

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

was