My Hockey Alpha



Chapter 0764

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Tyler was right; the book was quiet now, but I could still feel its energy thrumming without even touching it. Whatever magic had been soothed because of the moonstone would likely not react well to being burned.

Which was likely why it had been shoved into the back of a high shelf in the library.

"Well... It was fun while it lasted," Tyler said, standing. "But it seems like the sort of ritual that wasn't meant for us.

I swallowed, nodding, and instinctively went to cover my belly with my hand-as though that could somehow protect the little life inside of me.noveldrama

"Yeah," I managed around the knot that had formed in my throat. "I guess it wasn't."

That night, I laid in my bed, staring up at the ceiling. My mind whirled with a thousand different thoughts, the strange book and its contents the least of them. No, my thoughts were focused on Enzo.

I hoped he was safe. I hoped that whatever Mila had planned for him was reversible, and certainly not fatal.

And I hoped that he would come home safely to me once more.

Eventually, I began to slip off into sleep. But as I found myself in the world of dreams once again, I almost wished I had stayed awake.

The dream played out in flashes of disjointed images and sensations the cloying scent of rot and decay, the phantom sensation of icy fingers trailing down my spine, the deafening silence that was only shattered by a scream torn from my own throat.

Then, before I could even orient myself, the very fiber of my dreams split apart to reveal the entity itself looming over me—those hollow, malevolent eyes boring into me as it cocked its head in that sickeningly choppy motion, that toothy grin splitting its shadowy face.

Terror pierced my chest as I stared wide-eyed at the entity, but I couldn't move. The entity moved closer, reaching for me, grinning wider and wider. I felt my dream split and fragment around me, as if...

As if the entity was escaping my dreams and re-entering reality.

"Nina."

The voice cut through the thick layer of fear, and instantly, familiarity washed over me. I knew that voice; I had heard it a hundred times before, thousands, millions, before I was born, maybe even before the universe existed.

"Nina! There isn't much time!"

Selena. My sister's name formed on my lips, although my voice remained stubbornly trapped in my throat, choked off by the shadow entity's presence. But as it turned out, maybe I didn't need to speak it.

I just needed to think it.

As if on cue, a bright halo of light splintered around the entity, causing it to hiss and bubble like hot oil had been poured over its very being. The entity shrieked and recoiled, clawing at its face. It fell to its knees, and finally, I could breathe again as the threads of my dream began to coalesce and merge once more into a single tapestry.

I turned then, gasping, and that was when I saw her. Really saw her this time. "Selena," I whispered. "You look..."

She stood in front of me facing the entity, her once-dark hair now a brilliant golden color in the light. It billowed out around her as if moved by an unfathomable wind, almost like a halo.

Her palm, from which the bright light poured, was outstretched toward the shadow entity; she was the source of the light, or rather, the light itself. And she was killing the entity. Or at the very least, maiming it. Punishing it.

Suddenly, she whipped her head around to face me. Her eyes; they were a bright gold, almost metallic. They were beautiful and blinding at the same time, like the sun just before sunset. Just looking at them made my eyes water and burn, but I couldn't look away.

"You have to hurry!" she cried out over the entity's shrieks. "You have to finish the ritual..."