My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0788

Nina

Despite the refugee camp's chaos, it was a shockingly lively place with a lot of laughter. Now that so many families had been reunited and we had made our way to an untouched swath of forest, things seemed to be looking up. Over the next couple of days, the camp grew more and more lively. Tents were erected, bonfires were built, food was foraged, and soon, each night became a melodic cacophony of voices and music; all that was really lacking were permanent structures.

If only Enzo were here.

Every minute, I found myself looking for him, watching the treeline to see if he might emerge. I knew what the others were thinking-that I was just in denial and that he hadn't made it through the inferno.

But he had. I knew he had. I couldn't explain it, but I could sense it; as though that tiny shred of the bond we still shared, the mate bond that couldn't be entirely severed, could still feel him out there.

And I wouldn't lose hope.

As the large bonfire flickered in the center of camp one night, I found myself wandering almost aimlessly. Nearby, a group of children who had taken a liking to me played quietly amongst themselves, their parents watching drowsily from afar.

When I approached, the childrens' faces lit up, their hushed whispers giving way to excited chatter as they caught sight of me. "Nina! Nina!" one of them cried out, pointing her tiny finger at me. "Story!"

I couldn't help but smile. "You want a story?" I asked, stifling a laugh.

The children nodded excitedly. "The wolf story!" one of them exclaimed. "We want to hear the wolf story again!"

How could I refuse? The 'wolf story' in question was one that I had made up yesterday on the spot, a story about a rogue wolf chasing a little girl. It was a scary story that had made the children gasp, their eyes wide with fear, but they seemed to love it.

spread out where

the little girl getting lost in the woods, the wolf luring her into a trap, and finally trying to eat

wolf snapped his giant jaws!" I exclaimed, clapping my hands to make the kids jump as they watched, wide-eyed and rapt with anticipation. "But..." I paused, lowering my

of

ordinary fear brought about by a tall tale told around a campfire; this was a look

finger,

"W-Wolf."

the line of trees that lined the edge of the camp. With my brow furrowed and my heart pounding in my

moments that stretched on next felt like

deer, or someone on a walk beyond the camp. But,

fur caked with ash and grime, its eyes

gaze of

I said, slowly rising to my feet. "Go

"But Nina-"

"I said, go!"

and taking off toward their parents with a chorus of shrieks and cries. Behind

my hand out, stopping anyone from taking a step forward. Because I recognized this wolf; I recognized his matted fur, his

breathed, taking a

bellowed out, followed by the sound of hard footsteps a moment later. I glanced over my shoulder to see Matt storming toward me, a knife in

front of him

flickering over to the ash-covered wolf in front of us. He paused for a moment, but didn't release his knife. "He could be... feral,"