My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0694

Unless...

"Let me speak to my wife," I choked out urgently. "I want to at least see her, let her know I'm alive and that I love her before..." I couldn't force out the hideous words, but I didn't need to. "Please," I said, softening my voice a little, "I know you're not so cruel as to deny us closure." But her once beautiful features twisted with sudden bitterness. "Your wife will not be coming here," she said. "There's no need for her anymore. And after the ceremony, you won't even remember she existed. Your mind will be free."

"Free?" I hissed. "What are you saying, Mila?"

Mila smirked. "It's a simple ritual," she said. "With a few spells and some potions, you'll forget your past. Everything you've ever known will be right here, with me. You won't feel any pain, because your wife will have never existed in your mind."

My chest heaved with a sudden fury. I tried to lunge to my feet and reach for Mila, but it was too late; the silver ropes had made me weak. She didn't even flinch.

Rough hands were on me again then, wrenching my arms behind my back to rebind my lacerated wrists with more searing silver rope. I roared in agony until a ringing blow to the head from an unknown source sent me reeling, my senses spinning sickeningly again.

child would now grow up fatherless. I never should have come here, but then again, would it have mattered? Maybe Mila would have found me

way, I

my wavering vision I made out silken black clothes being forced onto my battered body. The fabric was cool against my skin, but

back to my all-too-familiar cell and threw me down half-conscious

my skin still smoldering beneath my shimmering new clothes, the cell door crashed deafeningly shut. I didn't move from where they had thrown me onto the floor like a corpse. What little strength I still possessed was devoted entirely

case again, I couldn't

breathed, fiery eyes drinking me

of the bars that were separating us. One delicate hand extended as if to caress my face. I recoiled sharply on instinct, my lips curling back in

evil before now when I had been taken

a few short hours, I might not even remember Nina... that

the silver bars of my cell. "Just imagine it-our dynasty reborn from

roiled through me. She was fanatical, unhinged, utterly convinced that her plan was righteous when, in reality, it was nothing but blood and gore just