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My Hockey Alpha Chapter 229

My Hockey Alpha Chapter 229: Never Leave My Side

Nina

“There’s the side door,” Enzo said, pointing ahead at a small wooden door that was located on the side of the mansion. “The guards should switch over soon. When they do, we can get inside if we run quickly. But all of us can’t go in there.”

I nodded. “You’re right. It would be too obvious if six of us went in all at once.”

“I can keep watch out here,” Matt said. “Maybe if Selena comes, I can distract her. Lori and Jessica, maybe you two can stay with me.”

Lori and Jessica both nodded in agreement. I was glad, because I felt as though it was more dangerous inside the mansion. At least out here, they could easily run away if they needed to. Then, that just left Enzo, Luke and I to go inside. Enzo knew the layout of the mansion well, so of course he needed to go in. And if Selena was inside waiting for us, I wanted to be there to fight her if I needed to. As for Luke… When I looked at him, I knew that he wouldn’t let me go in there without him. He was originally supposed to be my bodyguard, after all. He wouldn’t have come this far just to let me wander into the monster’s lair without him there by my side to protect me, regardless of whether Enzo was with me or not.

“Okay.” I looked back and forth between all of my friends. “We’ll be fast. If you guys see Selena coming, text me so we know she’s out here. When we get Richard, we’ll come back and I’ll open a portal for us and get us all the hell out of here.”

The rest of my friends nodded. Suddenly, Enzo shook my shoulder and pointed again.

“They’re

that the current guards that were patrolling the front of the mansion were now turning and heading back inside. At the front door, I could see more guards coming out. Now was our chance; we only had a tiny window of unguarded time to run across the road and over to the door, and so without even having the time to so much as say goodbye to our friends, Enzo, Luke and

followed suit, always keeping one eye on the guards. Luke ran

to begin patrolling, so we couldn’t stop here in case one of them came over to our area. Enzo, still staying low, crouched and ran up to the side door. He took one glance over his shoulder at Luke and I, checking to make sure

with ease. I was shocked that this side door wasn’t locked at this hour, which only made me even more anxious that Selena was inside the mansion, and that she intentionally

inside into a dark, narrow corridor, no one was

dark inside with no lights on. I reached for my phone to flick on the flashlight, but Enzo stopped me and slowly shook his

see anything. But he was right; using a flashlight could alert someone to our presence. I

corridor. I held firmly onto Enzo’s strong arm with both hands, feeling as though I was as blind as a bat at first. Finally,

could hear the sounds of snoring coming through some of the doors. Enzo did say before that the

skylight that allowed the light of the full moon to shine through, illuminating the kitchen in a pale blue hue. It was a pretty kitchen, very old-fashioned, and I normally would have been excited to see such a beautiful house. But now, it just felt like a maze that could have

no one was stirring. If Selena was here, she was hiding herself well. No servants were awake and moving about, and only once or twice we quickly ducked into a different hallway or into an empty room when a guard walked past. It was surprisingly calm and quiet, and it seemed that security

fact that my heart was racing a mile a minute, though. I was certain that Selena would jump out at any moment and kill all three of us, which made me only hold onto Enzo even more tightly. His strong arm felt firm and steady beneath my grip, and when I glanced up at him on occasion, his eyes were glowing slightly red as he used his night vision. His face was solemn, and he

ducked into a small room to avoid a sleepy guard walking past, and we waited there for a few moments to get our bearings. The room seemed like a small library, with the walls made of bookshelves, a stained glass window on

life, I always thought that my real parents were dead. I never even thought for a moment that even one of my parents could still be alive, let alone the Alpha King of the werewolves. Maybe that was what urged me to say what I said next; or maybe it was because of the fear that Selena could show up at any moment, and I wanted to employ the help of my