My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 722

Chapter 0722

Nina

The first thing | felt was the sensation of soft carpet on my cheek. Then, | felt hands on me, liftingup to a

sitting position. The third thing | noticed were faces: Enzo, Luke, my mother and my brother.

"Nina?" Enzo murmured. "Nina, are you okay?"

| nodded stiffly, although my throat was still too choked up to speak. We were back in my father's mansion-in his

study, to be exact.

My mother stooped down besideand cupped my face in her hands. "She looks pale. I'll call the doctor."

"No." | finally found the strength to speak and rubbed my sore wrists. "I'm fine. Really, I'm fine. Where's Dad?"

Enzo and my mother looked back and forth between each other. | began to fear the worst, considering what | had

seen just before the portal closed; but then, as if on cue, the sound of more fizzling filled the air. A moment later,

my father stepped into the room.

And he was furious.

"You fool!" he boomed. He strode across the room without hesitation and picked Enzo up by the shirt collar,

practically lifting him right off of his feet. "Your one job in life is to protect my daughter, and you—"

"No." Before my father could finish, Luke climbed to his feet. A servant was working at the lock on his collar,

trying to pick it open, but he waved her away. "I was the one who led Nina there. | knew where we were

potentially headed, and still | let it happen."

My father froze for a moment, blinking with astonishment, before he finally released his iron grip on Enzo's shirt.

"ou..."

"I'm sorry, Sir," Luke said, bowing his head. "I didn't think it would be so dangerous. Mila has changed

considerably in the past hundred years."

"Wait." | stood now, my legs were shaky, but | let my mom supporton her arm. "You both knew Mila?"

My father sighed and passed a hand over his weary face. "It's a long story, Nina," he said, his voice a touch

gentler now. "One that we cannot discuss right this moment."

| opened my mouth to respond, but before | could, Enzo stepped forward and took my arm. "Your dad is right,

Nina. We're all safe, and that's what matters. You should rest."

"As should you." My father nodded and smoothed down his shirt. "I'm sorry for my outburst. It's just.."

"It's alright, Aldric." Enzo looked at my father squarely, and in that moment, there was an unspoken

understanding that seemed to flicker between them.

| wanted to stay and discuss everything that happened, but | knew that they were right; | felt weak. Very weak.

And both Enzo and I looked like shit, not to mention Luke, who was still having the collar around his neck picked

at. "We will talk in the morning," my father said. He crossed the room to meet me, and took both of my shoulders

in his hands. When he spoke again, his voice was barely more than a whisper. "I will explain everything then."

| swallowed and nodded stiffly. Without another word, my father pulledinto his strong, warm arms. | felt my

mother and Tyler wrap their arms around me, too, and in that moment I felt as if nothing could harm me.

The hot, fragrant water burned my sore skin as | sank down into the bath opposite Enzo. But within a few

moments, the pain began to fade. Whatever special oils my father's servants had put in the water really seemed

to do the trick.

"It feels like a nightmare," | murmured as | moved my hand beneath the sparkling surface of the water. "Like

we've been trapped in sleep this whole time."

Enzo let out a low, rumbling chuckle and sank a little further down. "I wish it were just a dream. But even if it

were, I'd have to wonder what's so wrong with our minds that we dreamed all of that up."

| let out a soft sigh and picked up a nearby sponge, which | used to begin gently dabbing at Enzo's skin. He was

in worse shape than | was, having had the silver ropes binding him for longer. His skin was blistered and bruised,

and it made tears cto my eyes.

"All of this for a drop of your blood," | whispered. "For trace amounts of dragon DNA."

"A mad dream of Mila's," Enzo said softly. "She seems to be grasping at straws."

| bit my lip. In a strange sort of way, | almost felt a little bad for Mila. The last of her kind, desperately searching

for a way to bring her people back to their former glory. But her path was sorely misguided. She had clearly gone

insane at spoint during her search.

"I wonder if she knew about you all this time," | said as | continued dabbing at Enzo's skin. "She worked with Tim

and the others for five years, after all. It seems like she must have been working at this plan for all that time."

Enzo scoffed. "It seems like it. Why else would a fearsdragon cult leader work as a doctor for a hockey

team?" The thought of it madelaugh a bit, even though I didn't really feel like laughing right now. To think

that Mila had been biding her tfor five years with a hockey team seemed almost silly.

But it wasn't silly. We just barely got out alive in the end, thanks to my father. Mila may have claimed that she

would keep us alive, but she seemed so disconnected from her own mind that there was no telling exactly what

she might have done in the end.

"We have to do something about her, you know." | pulled back a bit to look up at Enzo. "We can't just let her"

"Hey." Enzo sat up and took both of my hands in his. There was an earnest look in his brown eyes. "Let's just rest

tonight, okay? I think our planning and scheming can at least wait until the morning."

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