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"

asked, lifting my gaze to glance back

jaw working. "I don't know. But clearly the Schreibers

my veins. They had promised to be careful. We had kept our operations as close to our chests as possible. No one could have known. "How?" I asked, rising once again from the couch, still

the paper from my hands and scanned the writing again.

aside from Jessica, of course. But there was no one else. No one off the top of my head, at

whoever this 'J' person was seemned to know Enzo; or

happened," I

out a bottle of beer despite the early hour, "and we

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

"Everything

our plan and cleared out before we

of their careful planning and preparation... for nothing. The Schreibers, the people who wanted my baby's blood for

and Daphne darted inside, out of breath.

hair out of her face. "But it's empty too,

slamming down on the table, making me

heads as a reminder of the destruction Mila had done

Moving carefully, I crossed over to him, wrapping my arms around his rigid torso from

refusing to turn and face me. "Yeah?

like a slap in the face. My arms fell away as

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