My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 70: The Chase

Nina

The giant black wolf with glowing orange eyes stepped out from the shadows, baring its pointed white teeth.

It was the same wolf that nearly killed that woman on the night of the fair.

Enzo turned to face it, shielding me with his body as it slowly stalked toward us. I felt my heart leap into my throat as every fiber of my being screamed for me to run as fast as I could, but logically, I knew that it would catch me It wanted me. Not Enzo

“Stay here,” Enzo murmured to me, stepping forward and approaching the werewolf

I hesitated for a moment, but I knew I couldn’t just stand there and watch him fight alone My eyes darted around, looking for some sort of

weapon; a sharp stick, a large rock, anything.

Then, I watched in awe as Enzo shifted into his wolf form. It happened so quickly, nothing like the movies; instead of twisting limbs and crunching bones, he went from human to snarling wolf in the blink of an eye.

It was just like my dream. Enzo became a huge, silver wolf with red eyes, even bigger than the black world. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I watched the two werewolves circle each other, growling and snarling.

The black werewolf lunged at Enzo, but he was too quick. Enzo dodged and countered with a swipe of his massive paw. The black werewolf howled in pain as blood dripped from its shoulder.

move as my mind raced. There was nothing I could do except

all-too-familiar click and saw a camera flash

here? It didn’t matter, she had evidence of werewolves, and I couldn’t

I raced through the forest, willing my legs to push me faster Almost as if instinct took over, I found myself running faster

black werewolf’s desperate snarls. On top of that, I heard the sound of the stalker running ahead of me, breathing heavily and whimpering in fear as I

head. She wore a black hoodie and a

don’t want to hurt you!

sound of my voice, but didn’t stop

ravine and the sound of bones crunching filled my ears, I wished she had

of the ravine Her neck was bent at an unnatural angle

She was dead.

such wild

next to her. I checked for a pulse, praying with what little hope I had left that she wasn’t dead, that I could fix

was

and a sob caught in my

hands shaking as tears streamed down my cheeks. I never meant for this. I just wanted to stop her. I

my eye as it laid

to it. The screen was cracked when I picked it up, but it still worked; just as I expected as I clicked through the camera roll, it was

body, tears still streaming down my face as I held the camera in my hands. She was young even — — younger than me, and had probably started this whole thing with no intention

snarling in the forest above returned my attention to the fight. Cursing once more, I slipped the camera strap around my neck and climbed back up the side of the ravine, using exposed