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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.

I pointed then at the witch, who was standing now and staring up at

in a sing-song tone that was surprising for such an old woman. “That’s all. Your mate asked me

more sinister than a simple fertility ritual. As far as I

bloody heap on the floor. She stood, facing me. “I can see the fear in your eyes, but you

me where we were. Tell me why you dragged me back to the mansion and

witch, then back to me. They seemed to have some sort of unspoken understanding, and something about it felt horribly dark. Whatever ritual

with bloody hands. “…What girl are you talking about?” She cocked her head to the side, and as she did, I felt my head

trying to cast a spell

murmured, placing my hands over my ears and gritting my teeth. “I don’t

her lower lip out in a

of me that was free from the fog… That part of me knew that she had done something horrible. I wished that I could remember all of it, but I could only remember the looming feeling of dread and panic. I knew I was her prisoner somehow, but I

took another step back, my eyes shifting over to the woods, toward freedom. Somehow, I knew that I needed to get

Selena’s face suddenly shifted and twisted into a deep, dark scowl. The candlelight flickered across her blood-stained

“Get him,” she snarled.

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

to the circle of chalk, where the lamb and a bowl of

me down in the center of the circle. No matter how hard I struggled, the force only became heavier, and during those moments

bloody knife that was used to kill the lamb up off the