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.

to anticipate the next move as my mind raced. There

all-too-familiar click and saw a camera flash out of

matter, she had evidence

to fight, I took off in the direction of the camera flash. My breath became ragged as I raced through the forest, willing my legs

growls and the black werewolf’s desperate snarls. On top of that, I heard the sound of the stalker

sight of the back of her head. She wore a black hoodie and a

want to hurt you! Just give

at the sound

fell down a ravine and the sound of bones crunching filled my ears, I wished she had stopped. I

at the bottom of the ravine Her neck was bent at an unnatural angle as her

She was dead.

chasing her with such wild

of the ravine and tumbling to my knees next to her. I checked for a pulse, praying with what little hope I

was too

up in my eyes and a sob caught in my

down my cheeks. I never meant for this. I just wanted to stop her. I just wanted to

my eye as

was cracked when I picked it up, but it still worked; just as I expected as I clicked through the camera roll, it was full of pictures of Enzo and I, down to

still streaming down my face as I held the camera in my hands. She was young even — — younger than

body, the sound of 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 roots and digging my fingers into the damp soil to haul myself back up