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.”

the locker

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

his arms. Just before he did, however, I could see that his cheeks had turned slightly

tomato smell out of

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

can turn around now,” I

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

fun of

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

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

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

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

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

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

gotta do something about

look at Enzo, who now had his back turned to me as he

are you gonna say

care of it if they get too out of hand, and

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