My Hockey Alpha



Chapter 0750

Nina

"Nina... We have to get a divorce."

The moment Enzo uttered those words, I wondered if I was sleeping, if I was having some sort of nightmare. But deep down, I knew that wasn't true; this was real. It was utterly, horribly real.

"You don't mean that," I said, a wry chuckle escaping my lips as though he could possibly joke about something like this. "You don't want a divorce."

Enzo set his jaw hard as he looked at me. The dark circles under his eyes, more pronounced now, made me wonder if he was in his right mind or still in some kind of trance like he had been last night when he called me a traitor.

"I mean it," he said slowly. "I've been thinking about it, and... I don't think it's a good idea for us to stay together."

"But... But why?" I asked, my voice raising slightly. "Everything was fine between us up until last night. What's going on with you?"

Enzo scoffed. "What's going on with me?" he asked. "Maybe you should try asking yourself what's wrong with you for once instead of always assuming that it's everyone else who's fucked up."

"Enzo, you have to listen"

"No," he said, shaking his head. "You listen. I know what you did with Matt. And I know that baby isn't mine." A gasp escaped my lips. It was preposterous for anyone, especially Enzo, to think that our baby belonged to another man. "Enzo, I would never do that," I said. "You're not in your right mind. This baby is yours."

I took a hesitant step forward, reaching for him again. If I could just make him see how much I loved him, then he would realize that I would never touch anyone else. If I could just hold him, then maybe he would snap out of... whatever this was.

But before I could reach him, his head snapped around to look at me. His upper lip was curled back in a sort of snarl, revealing his teeth like fangs.

In that moment, I knew he hated me. I didn't know how or when it had happened, but he truly, deeply hated me. In his eyes, I was no longer his wife or his mate or the mother of his unborn child; I was a demon sent from hell to torture him.

"Don't touch me," he snarled. "I don't want to even look at you."

Frowning, I took a step back and withdrew my hand. "What's going on?" I asked my wolf inwardly. "He's not acting like himself."

"No, he's not," she confirmed. "Something has taken over him, Nina."

"Something?"

"Something dark and evil. I can sense it there, but I don't know what it is or where it came from. All I know is that it's latched on, and it's not letting go."

I took in a sharp inhale of air. "Enzo, I think you need to rest," I said gently, taking another step back. "Let's talk when you're feeling better, okay?"

"Don't patronize me," Enzo growled, his words biting like invisible fangs. "I'm feeling perfectly fine, and I know that I don't want anything to do with you anymore."

By that point, my eyes had begun to water. No, not just water; they were bursting with tears. It was all I could do to not begin sobbing on the spot. I swallowed, trying desperately to hold onto whatever semblance of composure I had left.

"Y-You don't mean that," I murmured. "Enzo, I-I never slept with Matt, or anyone else for that matter. It was only ever you! I was even a virgin before I met you!"

"Or so you say," Enzo sneered, spitting on the ground at my feet. "I don't even know what's true and what's a lie anymore. For all I know, you had already fucked countless guys before that night; and for all I know, you've fucked countless more since then."

"Enzo"

"I reject you as my mate, Nina. It's over."

The words that Enzo uttered felt like a knife in my heart-literally. I felt as if I had been stabbed, and mere moments later, it felt as if the world was tilting beneath me. Something was severed. Something huge and life- altering.

Our mate bond.

Inside of me, my wolf roiled in misery. She let out an ear-splitting howl that only I could hear, a sound that accompanied the horrific pain that had just taken over my entire soul. All at once, I felt as though I was being launched into space and turned inside out, all while I was simply falling to the infirmary floor.

"What's happening?" I cried out mentally as I felt my knees give out beneath my body. "What did he just do?" "He just rejected us," my wolf howled. "We're no longer fated mates."

My eyes went as wide as saucers. "You-You broke our bond?" I choked out, looking up at Enzo with wild eyes. How could you do this?"noveldrama

"I guess you should have asked yourself that before you fucked my best friend."

I couldn't contain the wail of pain and anguish that escaped my lips next. If someone had told me that there had never been a more primal and gut wrenching sound in all of the realms, then I wouldn't have been surprised. The sound could have shattered glass, split skulls, wrenched hearts out of chests.

The next thing I knew, I felt hands on me, picking me up off of the floor. I looked up through my tears to see faces hovering around me-people were speaking, but I couldn't fathom their words through my pain and my cries. Just before I was whisked away from Enzo's bunk, I saw one last glimpse of his face: stony and unempathetic. When I was finally laid down on a soft bed in a dimly lit room, I felt hands on my wrists and ankles. I heard my mother's voice above me, speaking in hushed tones.

"He rejected her. What are we going to do?"

My father's voice came next: "We're going to do what has always been done in instances like this throughout werewolf history; we're going to put her to sleep and hope she doesn't scratch her own eyes out."

I'm not sure what happened next. All I could comprehend was the sensation of my throat splitting with my cries, and at the same time, something sharp and small pricking my arm. A few moments later, I felt something warm and comforting spread through me from the inside.

The world started to grow fuzzy around the edges after that. The pain in my chest and my soul still lingered, but it was as if my body could no longer react; my screams and my thrashing finally ceased, leaving the room in silence aside from the occasional strained whimper.

"M-Mom," I whimpered out.

A moment later, I felt a cool hand on my head. I looked up to see my mom standing over me, a look of worry on her face that only a mother could wear.

"I'm so sorry, Nina," she whispered, stroking the sweat-soaked hair away from my forehead. "Everything will be okay... I promise..."

And then everything went dark.