My Hockey Alpha

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Chapter 0591

Nina

I was still sitting in the truck, my forehead leaned on the steering wheel as the tears flowed down my cheeks in tiny rivers.

I felt like a failure. I had tried to turn Jessica into a werewolf to save her life; I had put my own baby's life on the line, and for what? She looked just as frail and lifeless as before. And now, here I was, sobbing on the side of the road.

But eventually, the tears subsided, and I wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand. It was time to pull myself together, to face the reality of the situation. If Lori needed me, I wanted to be home for her, at least I could still manage to be there for one friend, right?

But then, as I lifted my head, I caught a glimpse of movement in the darkness.

My heart leaped into my throat, and I froze, my breath catching.

There, in the middle of the road a distance away, I saw the form of a wolf. Its yellow eyes glinted in the headlights of my truck, and a shiver ran down my spine.

For a moment, I couldn't breathe. The wolf seemed oddly familiar, but I couldn't quite place where I had seen it before. One thing was certain, though: this was no ordinary wolf.

This was a werewolf.

My mind began to race with possibilities. I would have recognized it if it was a member of our pack, but I couldn't. This wolf was a stranger, and yet it wasn't at the same time.

And then, it was like it clicked all of a sudden.

Could it be Edward? I thought to myself. The possibility sent a surge of anger coursing through me. If it was Edward, he had a lot of nerve showing up right now, after everything that had happened.

Without thinking, and against my own wolf's judgment, I climbed out of the truck and began to shout, my voice filled with a mix of frustration and anger.

"If that's you, Edward, show yourself! I'll kill you with my own hands!"

The wolf on the road stared at me for a few moments in silence, its eyes piercing into mine. For a second, I felt as though it was mocking me with its gaze, as if it knew just how powerless and defeated I felt at that moment.

And then, in an instant, it leaped off the road and into the dense forest. I watched it disappear into the shadows, my anger slowly fading into a sense of unease.

I shuddered, suddenly realizing how irrational my outburst had been. I was driven by the pain and anger of Jessica's injuries mixed with the uncertainty of my own pregnancy, nothing more.

With a deep breath, I climbed back into the truck, my hands trembling slightly as I put it into drive. I needed to get home, to face the reality of the failed Claiming ceremony, and to be there for Lori and Jessica.

I couldn't be standing in the middle of the road, giving in to my base instincts.

But as I drove away, the image of the wolf's yellow eyes haunted my thoughts. It was a reminder that in the supernatural world, danger and mysteries lurked around every comer, no matter how hard I tried to escape it all. And I couldn't afford to let my guard down, not completely. Not now, not ever.

The gravel crunched under my tires as I pulled into the driveway, finally returning home. After seeing that wolf in the road, I had decided to head home just to be safe.

I hadn't realized how late it had gotten, though, and as I glanced at my phone for the first time all day, a sinking feeling settled in my chest. Several missed calls from Enzo stared back at me, and I knew he was getting worried. Maybe it was finally time to call him.

I took a deep breath and dialed his number, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for him to pick up. After a few rings, he answered, and his voice carried a mix of relief and frustration.

"Nina, where have you been? I've been trying to reach you all day," he said immediately, his tone a mixture of concern and annoyance. "Luke told me what happened. I've been worried sick."

I winced, guilt washing over me. "I'm sorry, Enzo," I replied, my voice weary. "It's been a crazy day, and... I didn't even realize I had missed your calls."

Enzo's frustration seemed to ebb away as he realized that I was okay. "Are you alright, at least?" he asked, his voice softening.

I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just... Lori and Jessica needed me today." Enzo sighed on the other end of the line, his worry evident. "I get that, Nina. I really do. But you also need to take care of yourself, and you made a promise to me that you would go straight to your parents. Don't make me worry like that again."

I bit my lip, feeling a pang of guilt. Enzo was right, of course. I should have gone back to the werewolf realm, but I couldn't bring myself to leave Lori and Jessica when they needed me the most.

"I know," I admitted, my voice tinged with regret. "I just... I couldn't leave them. Lori's going through hell, and Jessica-"

Enzo interrupted me gently. "I understand, Nina. But we also have our baby to think about. And after everything, I need you to follow through with your promises."

I sighed, knowing that he was right. Lori would refuse to go to the supernatural realm with Jessica being sick here, but Enzo's concern for our child was valid. I needed to take better care of myself, and I knew that I should do what I said I was going to do. Lori and Jessica would understand.

"I know," I said, letting out a soft sigh. "You're right. I'll go tomorrow, once I'm certain that Lori will be okay without me."

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'll be home tomorrow," Enzo said softly. "We can go together. Does that sound okay?"

I paused for a moment, letting out a wry chuckle. "I'm so scatterbrained I didn't even realize that tomorrow is Friday," I said.

Enzo chuckled. "Today is Friday, technically," he said. "It's three o'clock in the moming."

He was right; it was past three in the morning. "Did I wake you?"

"Of course not," he said. "How could I sleep if I didn't know where you were?"

After that, there was a brief pause before Enzo spoke up again. "Is there anything else you've been doing, Nina? Anything you're not telling me?"

I hesitated for a moment, considering whether to tell him about the failed Claiming ceremony. But in the end, the pain of admitting my failure and the knowledge that he would be upset that I attempted it made me decide

against it.

"No," I replied, my voice a little unsteady. "I've just been at home, taking care of Lori."

Enzo seemed to sense my reluctance to share more, and he simply sighed. "Alright. Get some rest, Nina. I love

you."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I heard his words, and I whispered back, "I love you too, Enzo."

We hung up, and I rested my head on the steering wheel, sobbing quietly for the second time that night.