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.

the metal rod over his

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

out of the way. I heard Enzo’s chains rattling behind me, but before I could

in a fetal position, sobbing, as Edward stormed toward me again. He reached for my hair and grabbed a fistful of it, lifting me from the floor as I tried

chains again; I

He whipped around to face Enzo, who now stood behind him,

fucking monster,” Enzo growled, advancing

the chains again, then stooped down and picked me up, holding me in front of himself as I squirmed to get free. His hand was clamped firmly

on,” Edward said. “Try to hit me

behind the hatred, there was also a deep pain mixed with a profound

listen to him,” I choked out, clutching Edward’s hands as I tried to pry his thick fingers

Enzo. You hear me? When I take her dead body to The Sister, you’ll be in handcuffs beside the coffin. And the funny thing is this: you two lovebirds won’t even be buried together. Isn’t that

and bared his

“I made sure of that when I injected you with my special concoction. For all I know, you might not ever

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

of something being clamped around it continued. From my position on the

than my head, whirled past my face.

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