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.

I could ask you the same thing," he

the chairs at the kitchen table. "Couldn't sleep. Bad

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

by Tyler's candor. Gone were the days, I supposed, of Tyler being the goofy younger brother. He was an adult now, and more astute

said, numbly staring down at my lap. "Every night, I

around the table to meet me. "I'm so sorry,

going over everything that happened,

he spoke. "None of this was your fault, you hear me?

to keep my tears from spilling over. He was right, or at

So.

wasn't so sure. The word 'choices' just didn't seem so... right in this situation.

there was nothing I could do. He hated me, and I had no idea where he was, and my father wanted me

where it was 'safe'.

your mind off things?" Tyler suddenly asked, breaking the silence. "A change of scenery.

eyebrow at him. "And

across his lips. "Trust me; I

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

down beside him, looking up at the stars. The small forest clearing out behind my father's mansion

a soft smile, laying back on the picnic blanket. Tyler chuckled. "Sure beats staring at the inside of your eyelids,

sideways glance at my

neither of us spoke. We laid there 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 my

had been weighing so heavily on me bubbled up to the surface, and

think