My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0759

Nina

I awoke with a sharp gasp, my heart pounding against the inside of my ribcage as the last remnants of my dream faded away. I could still see his face in front of me-Enzo's. I could still see the way his eyes were filled with betrayal.

It made me shudder, and instantly I knew that tonight was going to be like all of the others: sleep was going to elude me.

Throwing back the sheets with a sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat there for a moment, rubbing my tired eyes. The past few nights had been like this, fraught with nightmares and sleeplessness.

With a frustrated groan, I rose to my feet, padding across the room toward the large window that overlooked the grounds. Pale moonlight filtered through the glass, casting everything in shades of silver and blue.

I stood there for a few moments, just looking out over my father's estate. The chilly night air soothed my hot skin, just like it had for the past few days.

Three days. It had been three days since Enzo had officially left, and I hadn't seen or heard hide nor hair of him. The last I had seen of him was that one solemn look over his shoulder before he walked off into the forest, and then he had just... vanished.

I couldn't help but wonder where he had gone. My father had banished him, so maybe he had returned to Mountainview somehow. But I doubted our friends would welcome him with open arms, either.

Even Matt, Enzo's most loyal friend, had been disgusted by him.

With another sigh, I grabbed my robe and wrapped it around myself. I needed to walk around a bit; maybe that would help soothe my pain.

I found myself wandering downstairs and into the kitchen, hoping that a cup of hot tea might help. Or anything to distract myself, really.

But I froze when I saw a familiar shadow standing in the kitchen.

"Tyler? What are you doing up?" I asked.

you the same

the chairs

a long moment, his brow furrowed in concern. "You look a bit more out of it than just 'bad dreams'," he

Gone were the days, I supposed, of Tyler being the goofy younger brother.

at my lap. "Every

walked around the table to meet me.

"There's nothing you can do," I said. "I keep going over everything that happened, trying to figure out if there was something I could have done

gentle but firm as he spoke. "None of this was your fault, you hear

from spilling over.

So.

seem so... right

there was nothing I could do. He hated me, and I

where it was 'safe'.

suddenly asked, breaking the silence. "A change of scenery. Why don't we get out of this stuffy

him. "And just

lips.

place a few months back," Tyler murmured, tugging a worn quilt from his pack and spreading it out

sat down beside him, looking up at the stars. The small forest clearing

laying back on the picnic blanket. Tyler chuckled. "Sure beats

sideways glance at

in companionable silence, just enjoying the quiet of the night, the chirping of the crickets, and the twinkling stars overhead. A soft breeze ruffled the leaves on the trees and sent goosebumps down

that had been weighing so heavily on me bubbled up to the

you think he'll come