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Chapter 117

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.”

curly hair, then gestured toward the locker room. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s get you a clean

welcome silence. Enzo walked over to his locker and dropped his duffle bag on the

his arms. Just before he did, however, I could see that

said. I pulled my dirty shirt off over my head and tossed it in the trash, not even wanting to bother with trying to get the rotten tomato smell out of it in the wash. Even if I did

down to my elbows. I felt silly wearing something so oversized, but at the same time, it was oddly comforting; it smelled like him. That sweet, woodsy scent that I had become so accustomed

turn around now,” I

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

of me,”

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 the

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

subconsciously licked his lips before stepping toward me. As he closed the distance between us, I dropped my

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

to his senses. The glow in his

the protesters and the upcoming hockey game, but the throbbing feeling

someone’s gotta do something about those protesters,” Matt

Enzo, who now had his back turned to

you gonna say anything about it

“Nah. They’ll get over it. Campus security will take care of it if

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