My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0787

Enzo

The acrid stench of smoke scorched my lungs with every labored breath, the ash-choked air searing my throat as I stumbled blindly through the smoldering ruins of the forest. Ash crunched beneath my boots, embers glowing like crimson eyes in the hazy gloom that had enveloped me.

All around me, the deafening roars and screeches of Mila's dragon form echoed through the nightmarish realm she had created, shaking the very ground with their sheer reverberations. I gritted my teeth, my fingers curling into fists as I pressed forward, driven by a single, desperate thought.

Nina.

Had she made it out alive? Was she safe, somewhere beyond the reach of the inferno that had consumed the forest? Or had the unthinkable occurred, her life snuffed out amidst the chaos like so many others?

The thought was unbearable, a lead weight settling in the pit of my stomach. I shouldn't have left her. I shouldn't have let her go.

"Nina!" I rasped, my voice little more than a strained croak as I cupped my hands around my mouth. "Nina, where are you?!"

Only silence answered my call, punctuated by the distant roars that seemed to reverberate through my very bones. I strained my ears, desperate to catch even the faintest hint of her voice amidst the cacophony of destruction.

Then, like a siren's call cutting through the madness, I heard it—a familiar voice, faint but unmistakable, crying out my name.

"Enzo!"

I whirled around, my gaze darting through the smoke shrouded haze in search of the source of the

drifting through the haze. Before, it had seemed to come

me like it was taunting me.

was gone just as quickly as it had

to drown out Nina's voice with her own thunderous

the guttural cries of battle. My steps faltered as I strained to pinpoint the source, my

her father and his warriors were supposed to come, but I didn't know if

into a nightmarish scene-a bloodied battlefield strewn with the broken bodies of

contorted, they looked like fried and discarded bits of rotten meat. It

entire scene, her massive form silhouetted against the smoldering sky, was Mila, her jaws gaping wide as she unleashed another deafening roar that seemed to shake the

stood at the forefront of the fray, his silver sword a blur of motion as he deflected the sweeping arcs of Mila's talons. His warriors

right in front of my eyes, the jovial middle-aged werewolf with graying hair and a slightly rounded belly was a warrior clad in armor, like something

was the last thing I ever did. Without a moment's hesitation, I surged forward, shifting into my wolf form. My paws hit the scorched ground, barely managing to maneuver me around a blaze of fire that was released from Mila's

of pain and fury as Aldric lanced his sword into her belly, her massive tail lashing out in a wide arc that sent warriors scattering in all directions. I

his head, his eyes widening when he recognized me. "Enzo!" he cried out above the din." Her wing! Go

to tell me twice. While he continued slashing at her underbelly, I surged forward. I pivoted and struck, this

an enraged screech that seemed to split the air, her powerful wings beating furiously as she took to the skies, raining down a

of Aldric again, his face grim and streaked with soot as he fought his way back toward me. His