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My Hockey Alpha Chapter 106

Final Fight

Nina

“N-Nina…”

The sound of Enzo’s voice, in that moment, was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.

“I’m here, Enzo,” I whispered, keeping my hands on his torn up back as I continued to focus all of my energy on healing him. “I’m here.”

“Nina… Stop…”

I opened my eyes and looked over at Enzo with my brow furrowed. Why would he want me to stop healing him? “I know it hurts,” I said reassuringly, “but I promise I’m almost done.”

Suddenly, I realized why Enzo wanted me to stop as I heard the door slide open. I gasped, looking up to see Edward standing in the doorway.

“What the hell is going on here?” he barked, grabbing a large metal, rod-like instrument off of the table by the door. “Trying to escape, are we?”

I froze, my hands still pressed into Enzo’s back as I tried to focus myself on continuing to heal him as much as I could. Within a moment, however, Edward flew across the room at me. He raised the metal rod over his head and brought it down, hard, on my hands. I yelped and scrambled away, clutching my throbbing hands against my chest.

metal rod over his head again and

that I’ve been so nice as to keep you alive all this time,” he snarled, “only for you to somehow

me, but before I

stormed toward me again. He reached for my hair and grabbed a fistful of it, lifting

I heard the sound of the chains again; I heard

across the back. He cried out and cursed, dropping me, before his eyes began to glow a bright shade of red. He whipped around to face Enzo, who now stood behind him, his hands curled up into fists at his sides. His back was no longer bleeding, and there was a fury in his eyes

fucking monster,” Enzo growled,

holding me in front of himself as I squirmed to get free. His hand was clamped firmly

Edward said. “Try to hit me

fury, behind the hatred, there was also a deep pain mixed

choked out, clutching Edward’s hands as I tried to pry

body to The Sister, you’ll be in handcuffs beside the coffin.

bared his teeth, exposing sharp,

injected you with my special concoction. For all I know,

choke out a response. I wanted to tell Enzo that Edward was a liar, but I couldn’t. His grip on my throat was too strong, and I could feel my face going purple and

to the ground in a gasping heap, clawing at my throbbing neck as the feeling of something being clamped around it continued. From my position on the floor, through my spotty vision, I could see another flash of chains, followed by the sound

Large paws, bigger than my head, whirled past my face. I saw Enzo being thrown