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.”

running a hand through his curly hair, then gestured toward the locker room. “Come on,”

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 watched as he retrieved an extra hockey jersey with his

however, I could see

the rotten tomato smell out of it in the wash. Even if I did get the smell

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;

can turn around now,” I

he looked at me, but then, a smirk spread across his face. I pouted and folded my

fun of

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

heart skipped at his words. My embarrassed pout turned into a slight smile, and I

lips before stepping toward me. As he closed the distance between us, I dropped my arms from where they were folded across my chest and back to my sides, looking up at him with my brain scattered. He had just told me that we couldn’t act on our impulses,

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

to his senses. The glow in his eyes faded, and he jumped away from

the protesters and the upcoming hockey game, but the throbbing feeling in my panties and the feeling of my heart leaping

do something about those protesters,”

over to look at Enzo, who now had his back

gonna say anything about it

Campus security will take care of it if they get too out of hand, and besides: there’s no convincing