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My Hockey Alpha Chapter 220

My Hockey Alpha Chapter 220: a Mate’s Betrayal

Enzo

When I kicked down the door of the witch’s hut, my eyes widened as I saw the bloody scene in front of me.

Selena was sitting on the floor in the middle of a circle drawn with chalk. In her lap lay the bloodied body of a lamb; they had slit its throat, like some sort of sick ritual sacrifice. In front of her kneeled the witch, who was smearing the lamb’s blood onto Selena’s face with her bare hands.

They both froze when I kicked down the door. Selena whipped around to look at me, her eyes wide and her face covered with blood that was painted on her skin in strange symbols.

In the candlelight, she looked demonic.

“What the hell are you doing, Selena?!” I asked, taking a step backwards. I couldn’t fathom the reason behind why my fated mate was in this witch’s hut, performing some horrible ritual that involved the sacrifice of innocent baby animals.

“I-It’s a fertility ritual!” Selena said, her eyes still so wide I could see the whites of her eyes all the way around her irises. “That’s all; just a fertility ritual. I want us to have a baby soon, Enzo, and I’ve been having problems. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

I shook my head. I didn’t believe a word of what Selena had said; something was seriously wrong here. The fog in my head, the strange girl that looked like Selena’s twin, the way that Selena opened a portal in a place that I didn’t remember going to, and the way that she hastily took me back to the mansion and locked me in my room… This wasn’t a fertility ritual. This was something darker, more sinister.

standing now

sing-song tone that was surprising

I believed that she was just performing a service for Selena, but that service was far more sinister than a simple fertility ritual. As far

lap, leaving the poor thing in a bloody heap on the floor. She stood,

I said. “Tell me where we were. Tell me why you dragged me back to the mansion and locked me in my room, and tell me why I have this thick

seemed to have some sort of unspoken understanding, and something about it felt horribly dark. Whatever ritual they were performing… I somehow felt as though

said, reaching for me with bloody hands. “…What girl are you talking about?” She cocked her head to the side, and as she did, I felt my head get more foggy. I stumbled

was trying to cast

over my ears and gritting

she whimpered, pushing her lower

part of me that was free from the fog… That part of me knew that she had done something horrible. I wished

over to the woods, toward freedom. Somehow, I knew that I needed to get out, and that help was out there. I couldn’t explain why, or who, but I knew that

dark scowl. The candlelight flickered across her

“Get him,” she snarled.

for an old woman, so fast her entire body was a blur. I felt her wrinkled, gnarled hands wrap around my wrists and she yanked me back into the hut with

of chalk, where the lamb and a bowl of

witch threw me down. My body felt heavy, like it was full of bricks, and I almost felt as though some invisible force was pinning me down

Selena said, picking the bloody knife that was used to kill the