Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
“Oh, don’t look so shocked. Ethan’s not picking up. He’s with me now-getting ready for our engagement party to- morrow night. I just thought I’d answer, since you’re dying to know.”
“Chole…”
# 139 M
She laughed. “Oh, you poor thing. You still don’t get it, do you? This? All of this? I arranged it.”
“You-“
“Yep. Those guys? My gift to you. They’ll have some fun, and we’ll make sure the world sees every second. By this time tomorrow, you’ll be a trending disgrace. A slut who begged for it. You’ll lose your family, your friends. Your name will mean nothing.”
“You…”
“Oh, cut the crap!” she said. “Let’s see if you’re still so defiant once they start injecting that wolfsbane. You’ll be too weak to cry.”
“Ethan wouldn’t…”
“Oh, honey,” she laughed. “He’s the one who signed off on it. You cost him too much. This way, you cost nothing.”
I stared at the screen, hearing her breath as she whispered. “Die slowly, Olivia. It’s all you deserve.”
The phone slid from my hand. My arms were too heavy to move.
The rage came after. White-hot. Blinding.
She wanted to destroy me.
No, she already had.
The waitress gave a nod, and the camera light flicked on.
The men closed in. My blouse was ripped open. My arms were yanked and tied to the bedposts. One of them sat on my legs, another groped my thighs.
“Hold her still,” the fat one said, stepping forward with the syringe.
I clenched my eyes shut. I didn’t want to see their faces.
All I could think about was revenge.
And then-
The door was kicked open.
Alexander’s POV
I kicked the door open.
The wooden frame splintered against the force, the men inside scrambling like rats caught under sudden light. One of them screamed. Another dropped the syringe in his hand.
“Down!” I barked.
My bodyguards charged in, dragging the rogues down and pinning them against the floor. No hesitation, no mercy. I wanted them all on the floor before they could blink. My eyes scanned the room-filthy, humid, reeking of sweat and wolfsbane. A low growl rattled in my chest.
Then I saw her.
Olivia.
Unclothed. Hands tied to the bed. Pale, bleeding at the lip. Eyes clenched shut like she was waiting to die.
“Manager,” I snapped. “Cover her. Now.”
Without hesitation, he tore off his jacket and rushed to Olivia’s side, draping it over her. She was still tied to the bed, motionless, her skin pale and bruised. He struggled briefly with the knots, then freed her wrists with shaking hands.
I stood at the doorway, watching silently, jaw clenched. Her skin looked ice-cold from where I was. Her pulse-faint, but there.
The manager stepped away from her and turned to me.
“She okay?” I asked, still not stepping forward.
He nodded shakily. “Y-yes, Alpha. We were just in time… she’s alive, but terrified.”
I gave him a single nod. “Go. Call a vehicle. Make sure there’s hospital clearance.”
He rushed out.
I stayed there for a beat, staring at the floor, listening to the chaos fade in the hallway. Something tugged at me. A weight in my chest. I didn’t like it.
I turned back.
She hadn’t moved.
Olivia lay curled under the manager’s jacket, trembling.
Quietly, I stepped into the room.
I crouched beside her and, without thinking, brushed her cheek with my fingertips.
She flinched-not from me, but as if even touch now carried pain. Then, suddenly, she leaned into it. Her cheek press- ing lightly against my palm, as if my hand was the only warm thing in the world.
My wolf Heath stirred.
“She’s the one,” he rumbled inside me, tail wagging like a damn puppy.
“Now’s not the time,” I said sharply. “Shut up.”
I started to pull my hand away, but her eyes blinked open-slow, confused, hollow.
And then they locked on mine.
Something shifted. I didn’t know what, but it wasn’t welcome.
She looked like she wanted to speak but couldn’t. I said nothing. Just rested my other hand gently on her head.
“You’re safe now,” I muttered. “No one will hurt you again.”
That was all I could offer. I wasn’t good with comfort. I didn’t coddle. But the way her eyes welled up and her lips quivered-she didn’t need comfort. She needed a wall to fall against.
And right now, I was the wall.
She broke. Her tears came fast, messy, without a sound at first-then louder, choking, painful sobs. I didn’t know what to do. I’d fought packs with fewer nerves than this.
I sat there for a second before scooping her up in my arms. Jacket still wrapped around her, I walked out through the service exit, ignoring the curious stares.
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