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.”

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

leaving us with a welcome silence. Enzo walked over to his locker and dropped his

he did, however, I could see that his cheeks had turned slightly red, and I

even wanting to bother with trying to get the rotten tomato smell

slipped the jersey on over my head. It was huge on me, and 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

around now,”

then, a smirk spread across his face. I pouted and folded my arms

fun of me,”

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

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

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

the same time, 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

door opened. Enzo quickly seemed to come to his senses. The glow in his

flooded in, chattering to each other about the protesters and the upcoming hockey game, but the throbbing feeling in my panties and the feeling

something

now had his back turned

“Enzo, are you gonna say anything about it at the hockey

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

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