My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0730

Enzo

I stood outside the interrogation room, flexing my fingers as I stared down at my palm. The remnants of a few small cuts were there; scrapes on my knuckles from where I had beaten Matt, and then a few cuts on my palm where I had crushed that glass last night.

"I scared her," I thought to my wolf as I looked at the damage I had done to my hand, which was nothing in comparison to the damage I had done to my wife. "Why did I have to scare her?"

My wolf stirred in discomfort. "You didn't mean to."

"But I still did it."

I drew in a deep, shuddering breath as I recalled what had happened last night. When Nina had brought up taking a break, I had begun thinking about Mila. And when I had begun thinking about Mila, I had felt so much... rage in my

heart.

idly sit around while Mila was still alive? How could Nina expect that of me? It felt preposterous, to even imagine that

had looked at me--both before and after I had crushed the

me like a basket case. Like an invalid who needed pity and, likely,

she had looked terrified of me. Even now, imagining the way she had flinched made my heart sink. God, how could I

but I could see the way she looked over her shoulder whenever I passed. I could see the way that she looked at me

never

Never.

said, pulling me out of my deep

Ronan.

told me everything as soon as we had gotten back to Mountainview; the break-in, the pack of werewolves, and finding Ronan. I still had to question him and find out whoever he

open the door and stepped into the small cell where Ronan was being kept. He was sitting on the bed with his knees drawn

was a plate of half-eaten food on the side table next to him and a few books that had clearly not been touched; attempts at not torturing the guy, at least. I would have preferred locking him in a bright white cell with nothing but the walls to bang his head on, but

in front of him and placed my hands on my hips. "Look

raised his head. Despite his mussed hair and his