My Hockey Alpha novel Chapter 59

Nina

By the time the first few days of the week passed, everything seemed to be back to normal.

Midterms were coming up in a few weeks; not only did I have to prepare for exams, but I also had several projects and papers to write, so I was completely swamped with classwork. It was probably a good thing, though, since I would have spent far too much time agonizing over what happened in the woods.

Why had K been so hell-bent on capturing me? He had said that he had instructions to bring me back alive… Back to who?

Whenever these thoughts came up throughout the week, I pushed them back down. I had work to focus on.

On Friday night, the hockey team had a game; naturally, I would have to attend, although these days attending the games wasn’t so much a chore as it was enjoyable. For the first time all semester, it seemed that there was no drama -- with guys, at least.

Lisa was also out for the next couple of weeks; from what I heard, the dean suspended her from the cheerleading team because of the attack, although I suspected it was really from the werewolf bite. Either way, I wasn’t complaining. Her friends would always be annoying, but Lisa was worse. Not having her around, at least temporarily, was a relief.

Tiffany and I stood on the sidelines Friday night watching the game, on call in case of any injuries. Enzo scored a goal and the crowd went wild, but it had already been a tough match so far.

“You seem nervous,” Tiffany said, nudging me with her elbow. I realized that I had been chewing my nails and quickly put my hands in my pockets.

“It’s a close game,” I replied, looking at the scoreboard. The score had been tied for the entire game; Enzo’s last goal only put our team ahead by one point.

Tiffany nodded. “This team is usually easy for them. But that captain is new… He’s really good. Much better than the last one.”

I watched as Enzo and the other captain raced for the puck, colliding and nearly knocking each other over. Out of all of the games I had seen so far, I had never seen anyone come even close to matching Enzo’s speed and ability.

The other team scored another goal, and the referee called for the second and final intermission. If our team didn’t get ahead in the third round, we’d have to hope for victory during overtime.

“I’m gonna get a drink,” Tiffany said. “Want anything?”

I shook my head, watching in awe as the team returned to the bleachers to rest and refuel after such a grueling match. I could hear Enzo berating them, so I approached out of curiosity.

“These guys were a walk in the park last year,” he said, removing his helmet and tucking it under his arm as he stood in front of his tired team. “You guys have got to get your heads in this game.”

“That new captain is way too good, Enzo,” Matt replied, his hair clinging to his forehead from sweat. “Who is he, anyway?”

Enzo glanced over his shoulder at the other captain, who was sitting on the other side of the arena while the rest of his team moved about excitedly, seeming thrilled to even be tied with our team.

“I don’t know,” Enzo replied, turning back to face the team, and noticing my presence now. His eyes met mine and flickered red for the briefest moment; for some reason, I got the hint that maybe he did, in fact, know who this other player was.

Enzo’s eyes lingered on me for another moment before returning to his team.

“Either way,” he said, “if we don’t win this, we’re not gonna make it to the next round of the tournament…”

It was like watching a commander with his troops.

The intermission ended a few minutes later and the team returned to the ice; Tiffany still hadn’t returned, but I didn’t think much of it.

I watched with bated breath as the game continued. Just like the first two rounds, it was a perfect tie. Enzo and the other captain stayed neck and neck the entire time while the crowd grew more and more heated.

Finally, the twenty minutes were up… and it was still a tie, even in the third round.

My heart practically leaped out of my chest during the five minutes of overtime as Enzo and the other captain continued to battle for the winning point, but no one scored. The referee blew his whistle and gathered both teams to the center of the rink.