My Hockey Alpha



My mother tsked. "More like the treatments and all that herbal medicine from the witch," she explained, grinning." Does he look great, Nina? Why, you'd never think..."

Her voice trailed off. The truth was, Tyler had suffered from a curse for his entire life-a curse which, up until last year, we had thought came from Enzo's father. But in reality, it was Tyler's father who laid the curse on him.

But it didn't matter now. Ever since Tyler and my mom came to join my dad in the werewolf realm, he had improved immensely. I could tell just from looking at him.

"Well," I said, giving my brother another squeeze, "whatever it is, keep doing it. But don't do too much, okay? You're still my little brother, so you're not allowed to get stronger than me."

"Sure, whatever," Tyler grinned.

"Tyler," my mom chimed in again, "tell her about the cute werewolf girl you met."

Tyler blushed furiously, his eyes darting towards me. "Mom, stop."

"Nuh-uh," I intervened, my curiosity officially piqued. "You're not getting off that easily. Who is she?*

"Fine, fine. Her name is Angie," Tyler mumbled, still blushing. "We met at the library. She's... really cute."

I giggled, squeezing my brother's arm. "I definitely have to meet her then. If she captured my brother's heart, she must be special.

"I didn't say she captured my heart," Tyler protested, but his grin betrayed him.

The rest of the day passed in a blur of joyous moments. Mom cooked up a feast, filling the house with the scent of roasting meat and seasoned vegetables. I helped set the table, all the while glancing at Enzo, who seemed to have been roped into a deep conversation with my dad about ancient werewolf folklore.

Dinner was as delicious as any feast, but I could sense the underlying current of anticipation. I exchanged glances with Enzo, who nodded ever so slightly. It was time.

"Dad, there's something we want to tell you," I began, gripping Enzo's hand under the table for support. Something important."

My father set down his fork, his eyes meeting mine. "What is it, Nina?"

I took a deep breath, releasing it slowly. "Enzo and I are expecting a baby. I'm pregnant."

For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Then my father's face broke into a grin that could outshine the moon. "A grandchild!" He roared with laughter, standing up to pull both Enzo and me into a crushing hug. "I'm going to be a grandfather!"

"And that's not all," I added, pulling away just enough to look into my dad's eyes. "I've also been accepted into medical school, and Enzo has taken his dream job."

My father looked at me, his eyes brimming with emotion. "You two continue to make me proud every day. A toast is in order!*

Glasses clinked and laughter erupted. My father raised his own glass high, capturing everyone's attention. "To the newest member of our family, yet to be born but already loved. And to my daughter and Enzo, who have proven that they can capture any dream they set their sights on. I propose a ball this weekend-to celebrate!"

"A ball?" I chuckled. "Dad, you really don't have to="

"Nonsense," he interrupted, his eyes twinkling like the stars above. "It's not every day a man learns he's going to be a grandfather and that his daughter is going to be a doctor. These are moments to be celebrated, cherished!" I looked around at my family-some of the people who meant the most to me in the world-and felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. My parents looked content and excited for the new journey Enzo and I were

about to embark upon. Tyler looked healthier and happier than I'd ever seen him before, and even had a budding romance on the horizon.

"Is Angie coming to the ball?" I asked Tyler after dinner, nudging him playfully.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He looked at me, clearly flustered, but then his eyes twinkled with a newfound confidence. "I'll invite her. You can meet her then."

Mom laughed, giving Tyler a knowing look as she passed by us. "I guess I'd better add one more to the guest list then."