My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 0314 { Nina I wasn’t entirely sure what happened that night after Matt, Lori, and Jessica came to my rescue. I was too drunk and I shaken up from the ordeal, leaving my I head feeling foggy and out of whack.

All T remembered was going home and I getting into bed, and thankfully, I I didn’t wake up in the forest again that I night.

However, I did wake up unceremoniously to the sound of someone tapping on my window.

As I cracked my tired eyes open, the first thing that came to my attention was a splitting headache from the alcohol. After that, I realized what — or rather, who — was tapping on my

window.

I Luke.

I groaned when I saw him and slowly sat up. I was, of course, happy to see that my friend had returned from his mission to test out the antidote, but I was so hungover that every movement made me feel like I was going to vomit. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

In fact, by the time I opened the window and let him in, I could already feel the vomit bubbling up in my throat and just barely made it to the bathroom in time before it spilled out.

When I was finished, I groaned once more and flushed the toilet. I stayed seated where I was on the floor in case I would throw up again, which was bound to happen, and leaned my head back against the wall behind me. A thin

I coating of sweat had formed on my I face, causing my bangs to stick to my forehead uncomfortably. I “Geez,” Luke said, approaching me cautiously with a disgusted look on his face. “You look like shit. What happened?” “Gee, thanks,” I muttered, shutting my eyes; even the dim glow of my bathroom night light was too bright for my eyes and made my headache even worse. “Drank too much last night.” I heard Luke sigh, then felt his hand pat my head a few times. When I cracked my eyes open again, I could see him staring down at me with that same grossed-out look on his face. His arm was out straight in front of him as he tried to comfort me by patting my

head, as though he didn’t want to get any closer. I didn’t like the sight or smell of vomit, either, so I understood his caution. Being an undead skeleton also meant that he hadn’t experienced normal bodily functions in over a hundred years.

“So... How did it go?” I asked, referencing the test on the antidote.

Luke grinned. “It worked perfectly,” he said. “I was able to cure several people, actually. There were some safe houses with other survivors that were set up in the town I went to, so the people I cured went there for now.” I couldn’t help but smile through my pain. “Good,” I replied. “I guess I can make more now. How many survivors

were there?” “Quite a few, actually,” Luke replied. I “Granted, it was only one town that I visited and there are five others; there are also rogues roaming the countryside. On my way back, I saw a couple of packs of them roaming awfully close to Mountainview. It’s only a matter of time before they work their way back in here and bite more people.” I nodded, swallowing hard despite the soreness in my throat. “The hockey team is patrolling the outskirts for now,” I said. “But we’ll need to make more of the antidote fast before it gets out of hand again.” I glanced at the digital clock on my bedside table and saw that it was only four o’clock in the morning, and with another groan, I I pushed myself to my feet and shuffled

past Luke to my closet. I I “What are you doing?” he asked as I began to rifle through my closet for a I pair of jeans and a sweater. “You're not going now, are you?” “Ihave to,” I replied. “I need to get this antidote ready. If I work fast, I can have a huge batch of it done by the end of the day.” Luke frowned and came over to me. He grabbed my wrist just as I was reaching for my hat and stopped me.

“You need to rest,” he said. “You can’t mix anything if you're sick like this.

One day won’t make a difference.” I shook my head. “You don’t get it. I need to do this. It’s the one thing I can’t fail at.” Just then, Luke cocked his head and

furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?” he muttered.