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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.

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

I replied. “She misses

sigh. “But it’s been too long. I’m afraid I’m

a moment, 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 you,” I

My mother didn’t answer.

pulled out onto

gonna do with the house?

replied. “We won’t be coming back. I’m

widened. “You told me it would only be

sorry. But I had to do what was best for my children. Richard will stop at nothing to get us out of the picture, especially now that the Crescents are making a return. He still thinks I’m a traitor, and

“He

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

mom pulled into the long-term parking lot and got out of the car. We had left so quickly that she was still in her pajamas; not that

My hands shook as I

Already, I missed him more than anything. It felt as though I was leaving an entire half of my own body behind. Did he feel the same? Where 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 front doors. It was

let my mother exchange our tickets. She gave us the new tickets and pointed us toward security, where we went through the motions of removing our shoes and electronics while the security guard, a tired-looking middle aged man, waved us through the metal

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

mother handed our tickets to the attendant, who waved us through

felt

floated to me across the air. It was faint at

Enzo’s scent. I was

my tracks and looked over my

my mother called. “What are you doing?

to face her and took one more step, but the mud was too thick now. I couldn’t go with her. Enzo’s scent was like a lifeline pulling me

“Mom… I can’t.”

said. “If you’re not going to get on, I have to ask you to come back

face pleading. “What are you doing,