My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0685 Nina My heart slammed against my ribs as the bone-chilling howls sounded again outside the darkened house. The wolves had us surrounded. Beside me, Daphne shook with fear. She turned to me, her eyes wide and her red hair wildly framing her face.

"What should we do?" she whispered, looking around frantically.

I swallowed, bolting over to the window, and that was when I saw them: the dozen or so dark shapes moving toward the house in sync, coming from all directions. "Shit," I whispered, whirling around.

Just then, a loud click echoed from downstairs-the front door unlocking, God, I never should have kept a spare key outside. How could I be so stupid? "They're inside," I whispered harshly. I turned to Daphne then. "Daphne, you have to fly down to the Peacekeeper headquarters. Tell them I need their help." Her eyes widened even further, if that was even possible. "But I can't leave you," she whispered. "Nina, I can't—" "Just go." I quickly crossed the room once more and flung the window open again, gesturing to it wildly. "Ely as fast as you can." Daphne paused, but only for a moment before she nodded and shifted back into her bird form, fluttering desperately toward the open window. I watched her vanish into the night, then took a deep, shuddering breath before I crept silently toward the hallway closet, my pulse racing.

Heavy boots stomped around on the floor below. Quickly and silently, I cracked the closet door open and slipped inside, just out of sight. I tried to steady my breathing, straining to hear the muffled voices over the jackhammering of my heart. "Check everywhere," a male voice barked. "Find the girl!" My heart sank. So they were looking for me. This was no ordinary burglary. But why? What did they want with me? Were they the Crescents, coming back for revenge? It had to be; I couldn't think of anyone else who would wantdead.

The footsteps ccloser then, pounding up the stairs. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying that somehow, they wouldn't check the closet first.

I listened silently as they stomped ominously down the hallway before they finally faded away into the guest bedroom. I leaned against the wall inside the closet, a sob catching in my throat before I stopped myself.

No. I needed to focus; I couldn't hide here forever, because they'd certainly check this closet. I needed to try for my car keys while I still had the chance. Maybe, just maybe, I could slip past the intruders and speed away in the truck before they spotted me.

Holding my breath, I eased open the closet door and scanned the dark hallway. Empty. This was my chance.

I raced toward the stairs, my footsteps silent. Shadows passed by the stairwell below, but there was an open window of opportunity by the dining room door.

This was it; if I could just get down the stairs, I could race through the dining room, grab my keys off of the hook in the foyer and sprint out the door. It was crazy, but it might actually work.

But then, halfway down the stairs, something happened: a floorboard groaned loudly beneath my foot. I froze, wincing at the noise as it almost seemed to echo through the house.

Voices yelled from the living room, footsteps pounding toward me. I whirled around and fled back up the stairs, my heart in my throat Ducking into the bathroom, I scrambled into the tub, fumbling to latch the tiny window. There was a small flat roof outside-maybe I could shimmy down on the trellis.

But before I could get the window open, the knob rattled violently. Then, moments later, the door splintered open and a burly figure burst into the room.

"Found her!" he called out, quickly closing the distance between us. I screamed and tried to dart past him, but he was too big, and he blocked the way. He grabbed my wrist, flashinga menacing grin. "You're coming with me." Then, the world flew into chaos. Everything happened all at once, tslowing down and moving too quickly at the stime. I could barely even comprehend what was happening before it all cwhirling around me.

A blinding aura enveloped me, bright white and painful to look at. I shrieked, shielding my eyes with my free hand. The man yelled out, stumbling back in surprise.

Then, a familiar voice echoed ethereally through the light. "You will not touch her!" I furrowed my brow; I knew that voice.

"Selena?" I whispered.

But it was already gone. The light dimmed, revealing the man laying on the tile floor in front of me, unconscious. Then, the next wave of chaos came: a thunderous crash echoed from downstairs. Furious howls and shouts filled the night air as Luke and the others launched into a battle with the hostile invaders.

Stepping over the unconscious man, I raced to the broken bathroom door and peered out. At the end of the hall, Matt's huge black wolf form collided with a burly man, slamming him to the floor. The man cried out, struggling violently as Luke's jaws snapped inches from his throat.

"Go," Matt urged, using our pack's Mindlink to warn me. "Run." Matt didn't need to telltwice. I bolted down the hallway, past the fight, and began sprinting down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, however, a wolf lunged at me. I screamed, raking my nails across its face out of instinct the wolf bellowed in rage, and while it was momentarily caught off guard, I kept running through the fray.

Another man lunged for me, but this time, I wasn't alone. A red cardinal abruptly swooped in like a flashm slicing her sharp talons across the man's neck, disappearing before he could get his bearings. He stumbled, grabbing himself where she had sliced him, peering wildly around. "What the hell?" he barked.

In his distraction, I shoved hard. He toppled down the basement stairs, crashing to the floor below. "Thanks, Daphne!" I called out breathlessly.

Daphne circled my head twice before zooming into the living room where Luke had cornered two men against the fireplace, sparks of electricity crackling from his fingertips.

One of the men lashed out with a knife and made contact with Luke's arm, but then his eyes widened when Luke didn't even flinch, his flesh peeling back easily to reveal no blood, no sinew, just bare white bones beneath. "Damn you," Luke said with an annoyed huff. "My skin. I'll have to fix that."

I hurried past the scene, onto to immediately cacross another one: Jessica, in her wolf form with her teeth bared a menacing snarl reverberating through the room, had a man pinned to the wall with her glare. Lori, who was riding on Jessica's back, was holding a shotgun. "How do you think silver bullets taste, you fucker?" Lori crowed, her eyes narrowed as she cocked the gun menacingly and stared down the barrel at a face that I knew all too well.

I froze as I saw the man who was pinned up against the wall. His eyes met mine, his upper lip curling back to reveal a row of white teeth.

"Hello, Nina." "Ronan," I gasped.