My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

My Hockey Alpha Chapter 117

Not a Monster

Nina

As I looked down at the rotten, smelly mess of tomato guts on the front of my white shirt, the people around me began to laugh hysterically.

“Werewolf-fucker!” the girl who threw the tomato shouted, laughing maniacally.

“You’re protecting a monster!” another guy yelled.

The crowd erupted into a mixture of mocking and angry chatter, and all I felt was Enzo’s arm wrap around me. He began to usher me toward the hockey arena, shielding me from a barrage of other items being thrown. I had never expected it to get out of hand like this.

We rushed toward the arena. Enzo flung the door open and helped me in, shutting it firmly behind us. I could still hear the muffled sound of the rioting crowd outside, and I hoped that my friends got out before anything bad happened.

“Why did you do that?” Enzo asked, turning to face me.

I felt my face get hot. “I don’t know,” I said. “I just sort of did it. You’ve done so much for me… Taking a rotten tomato to the front of my shirt was the least I could do.”

toward the locker room. “Come

the muffled sounds of the protesters faded away completely, leaving us with a welcome silence. Enzo walked over to his locker and dropped his duffle bag on the floor. I followed,

then turned his back and folded his arms. Just before he did, however, I could see

wanting to bother with trying to get the rotten tomato smell out of it in

almost reached my knees. The sleeves alone, which were supposed to be short on Enzo, came down to my elbows. I felt silly wearing something so oversized, but at the same time, it was oddly comforting;

turn around now,” I

me, but then, a smirk spread across his face. I pouted and folded my arms across my chest, which made him

make fun of me,” I

his curly mop of brown hair fall into his eyes a bit. “I’m not making fun of you,”

heart skipped at his words. My embarrassed pout turned into a slight

red. There was a hungry expression on his face, and he subconsciously licked his lips before stepping toward me. As he closed the distance between us, I dropped my arms

it made my panties wet. A low growl rumbled in Enzo’s throat as he towered over me, pressing his palm into the lockers above my head. I tilted my face up to look at him, and for a long moment, our lips hovered tantalizingly close to one another. I pictured him lifting up the hockey jersey he loaned me and running his hands along my

quickly seemed to come to his senses. The glow in his eyes faded, and he jumped away from me before anyone

protesters and the upcoming hockey game, but the

something about those protesters,” Matt

Enzo, who now had his back turned to me as he rifled through

are you gonna say anything about it at the

shook his head. “Nah. They’ll get over it. Campus security will take care of it if they get too out of