My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 740

Chapter 0740

Nina

I flipped to the next page of the ancestry book, humming to myself as I took notes in a separate notebook.

"Interesting..." I muttered under my breath. I traced the text on the page with my other finger, thoroughly fascinated by the information I was uncovering.

Of course I knew that my father's family tree had roots that ran far and deep, but this sort of information was so much unlike the type of information one would typically find in an ancestry evaluation. I was uncovering old secrets, love affairs, hatreds and friendships.

Finally, though, I finished the book; or at least, I finished the current volume. It ended with my great- grandmother, but I was certain that there had to be other tomes elsewhere that depicted my family tree both before and after the generations outlined in this book.

Snapping the book shut, I leaned back in my chair with a sigh and clasped my hands behind my head. I glanced up at the towers upon towers of books all over this massive library.

It was going to be quite the journey to hunt down more of these books.

Over the next few hours, while the others were training outside, I pored over that library. The occasional sound of whistles and shouting caught my attention during their training, but for the first time in days, I was so fully enthralled with my research that I hardly felt left out at all.

It was when I was climbing the ladder to the top of a shelf, however, when something caught my eye.

I was muttering to myself, pushing books aside in search of another volume of the ancestry tome, when I saw it: a shape hidden in the back of the shelf.

Furrowing my brow, I stuck my arm in and groped around until my fingers made contact with smooth, dust covered leather. I grunted a bit as I pulled out the item, and what came out a moment later was a small, leather- bound journal.

"Huh," I muttered, turning the book over in my hands as I slowly made my way down from the ladder. "I wonder what this is."

When I was on the floor again, I carefully wiped away the thick layer of dust covering the leather. There was a faint embossment of a tree on the cover, but nothing else. I knit my eyebrows together and flipped open the pages, coughing as a plume of dust puffed up around me.

"What the..."

my eyes, wondering for a moment if my mind was playing tricks on

inspection, the 'words' that were written in the journal were hardly even a language

all.

to them, because they didn't appear random-rather, some

by now, I flipped through the journal.

Every. Single. Page.

expected some sort of cipher,

"C."

the library door creak open. For some reason, out of instinct, I hid the journal behind my back. I couldn't explain why; it was like a primal urge, as if

you in here?" my

yes, Mom," I replied.

coming inside for lunch soon. Will you

nodded, even though she couldn't see me amongst the stacks of books. "Yeah. I'll.. I'll be right

click shut. For some reason, I exhaled a breath I didn't even realize I had been holding and pulled the book out

one thing was for certain: I was intrigued by this book And now I wanted nothing more

to the distant sounds of my father's training regimen. He really was somewhat like a drill sergeant with them,

approaching footsteps caught my attention. I cracked my eyes open

I said. "I

me on the blanket with a heavy

"What happened?"

she sighed. "I really wanted to challenge myself,

sweaty hand a squeeze, then grimaced and wiped the sweat off

Lori opened her eyes again and laughed a bit as she looked over

no."