My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0814 Nina

I was dozing lightly on the couch, one hand resting on my swollen belly and the other under my head. It was a particularly hot and humid evening, and even with the windows open and the breeze coming in, I couldn't seem to find relief.

It wasn't the heat, though, that was keeping me awake. The sun was already coming up, but I had hardly slept a wink that night. Enzo was on his mission to the warehouse with the others, and there was no sleeping with him gone.

No, not after what had happened with Mila. There was no way in hell I could sleep easily after I had already lost him once. So, I had spent the night tossing and turning on the couch, barely paying attention to old movies on the television and always keeping my car keys in sight, just in case I needed to run to his rescue.

With a strained sigh, I carefully rolled over and let out a soft groan. "Goddess, you're gonna be big like your father, aren't you?" I cooed softly to the baby in my belly.

I was just going on seven months along, and already I felt like I was about to burst. I imagined that the baby would be tall like her father. Although, the thought of that made me smile.

My smile faded, however, when the sudden slam of the front door jolted me out of my reverie. Blinking blearily, I sat up just as Enzo stormed into the living room, with Matt hot on his heels. The look of thunderous fury on my husband's face immediately set me on edge.

"Enzo? What's going on?" I asked, my voice laced with concern as I struggled to my feet. "Is everything okay?"

Rather than answering, he simply strode over and slapped a crumpled piece of paper down on the coffee table in front of me. The anger rolling off of him in waves was palpable. "Look at this," was all he said, his voice a low growl.

Frowning, I sank back onto the couch and grabbed the note, quickly scanning the messy scrawl.

"Thought you could pull one over on us so easily, Enzo? -J"

Who the hell is J?" I asked, lifting my gaze to glance back and

tightly, his jaw working. "I don't know. But clearly the

had kept our operations as close to our chests as possible. No one could have known. "How?" I asked, rising once again

paper from my hands and scanned the writing again. "But whoever this 'J' person is almost seems to

I didn't know anyone with that initial, aside from Jessica, of course. But there was no one else. No one off

person was seemned to know Enzo; or at least, they

happened," I finally

to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of beer despite the early hour, "and we didn't see anything. We went

the top of his bottle and took a swig. "Everything except for this fucking note." He

"Everything except

raking a hand through his already disheveled hair. "They must have caught wind of our plan and cleared out before we could get there. Left that damn note mocking us, and now we're back at square

of their careful planning and preparation... for nothing. The Schreibers, the people who

the front door swung open once more and Daphne darted inside, out

she panted, pushing a lock of red hair out

of a bitch!" Enzo's hand came slamming

this had grown rare, but they still reared their ugly heads as a reminder of the destruction

over to him, wrapping my arms around his rigid torso from behind. "Hey, it's okay. We'll figure this

out a humorless laugh, still refusing to turn and face me. "Yeah? Just like we did

his tone was like a slap in the face. My arms fell away

Matt and Daphne's faces, but they remained silent, suddenly finding great interest