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.

alright," I said, settling down onto the blanket that was spread out where they had

I told the story of the rogue wolf and the little girl-everything from the little girl getting lost in the woods, the wolf luring her into a trap,

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

one of

paused, my eyes sliding over to the little girl. She, like the others, had a look of fear on her face. But this was no ordinary fear brought about by a tall tale told around a

her finger, pointing

"W-Wolf."

from behind the line of trees that lined

that stretched on next felt like an

was the wind, or a deer, or someone on a walk beyond the camp. But, why, then, couldn't I seem

my throat as a hulking wolf stepped into the clearing, its fur caked with ash and grime, its eyes glazed with exhaustion. The children behind me fell utterly

the gaze

my feet. "Go on to

"But Nina-"

"I said, go!"

of shrieks and cries. Behind me, I could hear the sounds of voices started to stir, concerned parents and

stopping anyone from taking a step forward. Because I recognized this wolf; I recognized his matted fur, his glowing eyes,

taking a shaky step

behind me suddenly 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 his hand and a fierce look in his

front of him before he could

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