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My Hockey Alpha Chapter 127

Midnight at the Airport

Nina

“Okay,” I whispered. “I’ll go with you.”

My mom let out a relieved sigh. Without a word, she rushed over to me and pulled me into a tight hug. I felt myself tense under her touch for a moment before I relaxed and wrapped my arms around her. For a long time, we held each other, crying, and eventually I heard the sound of my brother quietly walking down the stairs.

When I turned around, he was standing in the doorway with his suitcase in one hand and mine in the other.

“You knew all along?” I asked as we waited for my mom to finish packing up some sentimental items and valuables around the house to bring with us.

He nodded, then paused and furrowed his brow. “Yes. Well, sort of. I found out a couple of years ago when mom had a witch come and try to break the curse. I thought she was crazy for a long time, though. Now, I realize that she was telling the truth.”

I nodded, staring at the floor with wide eyes as a million things raced through my mind. “I’ve learned a lot these past few months,” I said. “If you had asked me at the beginning of the semester if I thought werewolves were real, I would’ve laughed in your face and called you a maniac. Now…”

My voice trailed off as I looked up to see my mother standing by the door. Her face was twisted into a look of sadness, and as she gripped her suitcase in her hand, her knuckles were white. “Come on,” she said, opening the door. “We have to go quickly.”

I nodded solemnly and took my suitcase from Taylor. Then, we said goodbye to our childhood home and left.

…

As our mother drove us to the airport, the reality of the situation hadn’t fully hit me yet and I had a million questions. Thankfully, my mom was finally honest and open about everything, and I was able to get some answers.

“So… You knew Richard in college?” I asked. “And Tiffany, and all of the others? Even… Edward?”

My mother smiled a bit at the mention of Tiffany’s name, but her smile quickly faded as I mentioned Richard and Edward.

she said quietly, gripping the steering wheel tightly as she drove. “The Peacekeepers. How

me,” I replied. “She misses you, by the

too,” my mom said with a soft sigh. “But it’s been too long. I’m afraid I’m not the same person

looking out the window as the occasional streetlight cast the inside of the car in an amber glow. With each flash of light, mine and my brother’s intertwined hands were illuminated. “I think she’d still like

My mother didn’t answer.

pulled out onto the

“what are you gonna do with the house? Will

replied.

me it would only

my children. Richard will stop at nothing to get us out of

I said. “He can’t really be

then again, what could I do? If Enzo’s father really was as ruthless as he seemed, then I didn’t want to put my brother and my mom at risk anymore. Was I really about to say goodbye to everything and everyone I had come to know and love over the past four years? My friends, my job, my career, the campus, Tiffany, Enzo… The thought of not even having Lori and Jessica in my life was heartbreaking in and of itself. As we sped along the dark highway, I watched

the long-term parking lot and got out of the car. We had left so quickly that

got out. I snapped out of my thoughts and nodded soberly before climbing out. My hands shook as I closed the car door and retrieved my suitcase from the trunk, and every step we took

had he gone when he climbed out of the window? As I stood behind my mother and listened to her arguing with the receptionist while she tried to exchange our old plane tickets for newer, faster ones, I couldn’t stop myself from glancing periodically over my shoulder at the

the new tickets and pointed us toward security, where we went through the motions of

through and on our way to our plane, which would apparently be leaving in twenty minutes, it all felt so solid now. I felt as though I was walking through a thick mud, and with every step, I sank a little deeper. I trailed behind Taylor and my mother as they walked briskly to the terminal, still looking over my shoulder with the feeble hope that Enzo

at the terminal. My mother handed our tickets to the attendant, who waved

felt my

to me across the air. It was faint at first,

scent. I was sure

looked over my

“What

now. I couldn’t go with her. Enzo’s scent was like a lifeline pulling me to safety, pulling me home. I felt tears begin to stream down my cheeks and I shook my head rapidly,

“Mom… I can’t.”

the plane will be leaving in five minutes,” the attendant said. “If you’re not going to get

She rushed toward me and grabbed me by my shoulders, her face pleading. “What are you