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.”

his curly hair, then gestured toward the

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 number on it out of

and folded his arms. Just before he did, however, I could see that his cheeks had turned slightly red, and I wondered if he turned his back

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 get the smell out, I would probably not be able to

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; it smelled like him. That sweet, woodsy scent that I had become so

around

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

of

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

turned into a slight smile, and I looked down

eyes glowing 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 from where they were folded across my chest and back to my sides, looking up

like his prey again, but at 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 long moment, our lips hovered tantalizingly close to one another.

Enzo quickly seemed to come to his senses. The glow in his eyes faded, and

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

something about

who now had his

Bryce replied. “Enzo, are you gonna say anything about it at the hockey game

head. “Nah. They’ll get over it. Campus security will take care of it if they get too out of hand, and besides: