Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
I raised an eyebrow
He was sweating, desperate, cornered.
Perfect.
Olivia’s POV
“You tried to rape me,” I said, my voice steady despite the ringing in my ears. “You tied me up, held me captive, and if I hadn’t jumped into the sea, I might not be standing here. So don’t you dare tell me this can be talked out.”
Gasps echoed across the room. Jimson’s face twisted, but he tried to play it off. “I didn’t touch you,” he said quickly, voice cracking. “I just-maybe I said something off. That’s all. It was a joke, that’s all.”
“A joke?” I echoed. “You call tying someone up and threatening them a joke? You think sniffing someone’s cheek and touching their legs is funny?”
He opened his mouth, clearly fumbling for a lie, but I didn’t give him time.
“Why were you crouched beside me and caressing my leg?” I asked, raising my voice so everyone in the room could hear.
Jimson stammered, “I was-checking for injuries. You were bleeding, and I thought-“
“You weren’t trying to help,” I cut in. “You were excited”
The words hung in the air like poison. Jimson’s lips clamped shut. He looked around, as if begging someone-anyone-to come to his defense, but no one moved. Not even Jess.
Neil Green’s voice came through Gai’s phone, crisp and commanding. “I think the truth is clear now!”
The crowd instinctively straightened. Even Alexander’s jaw tensed slightly as he turned toward the sound.
“Alexander,” Neil said, “you know what to do. Handle it properly. Call the authorities if you must. But show no mercy to anyone who betrays our pack like this.”
Jimson collapsed to the floor like a broken puppet.
“Also,” Neil continued, his voice softer, “Miss Olivia. You’ve shown incredible bravery and wit in an impossible situation. Consider this your formal welcome to the Green Group.”
My mouth parted slightly. He knew. He had figured it out-I didn’t have a recorder. It was all a bluff. But he played along, not exposing me, not questioning me. Just like that, he pulled me into the circle. Into safety.
“Thank you, Alpha,” I whispered toward the phone.
After hanging up the phone, the tension that had been holding my body together gave way. I couldn’t stay upright any longer. My knees buckled, and before I hit the floor, I fell into someone’s arms-warm, strong, safe. Sandalwood. Familiar.
Alexander.
I wanted to disappear into that scent, into the warmth of his chest. For once, I wanted to collapse, take off the armor, stop fighting. Just cry. Just be small.
But then I heard it-another voice. Distant at first, but it cut through everything.
“Olivia?”
Ethan? Was this Ethan’s voice?
No. It was impossible. Not here.
I tried to convince myself it was a hallucination.
And then, I blacked out.
When I opened my eyes again, morning light poured through tall windows and painted warm golden squares across the white hospital bedsheets. I was tucked into soft blankets, my injured thigh gently wrapped and propped up. For a moment, I stared at the ceiling, hoping that everything had just been a bad dream.
But then I turned my head.
And I saw him.
Ethan.
He was sitting in the chair next to the bed, his elbows on his knees, eyes fixed on me as if he’d been watching me sleep all night. The moment our gazes met, he stood and stepped forward.
“Olivia-“
I jerked back instinctively.
He reached for my forehead. “Let me check your fever-“
“Don’t touch me,” I snapped.
He froze, hand hovering mid-air.
“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice cold and clear. “We’re divorced. You have no right to be here.”
“I came as soon as I heard.” he said softly, dropping to his knees beside the bed. “I know I was wrong, Olivia. I messed up. f should never have-“
“Stop” I didn’t want to hear another word. “You’re the last person I want to see right now.
“But I came here because I want to make things right.”
I rolled my eyes and looked away. “There’s no ‘making things right: Ethan. We’re done. You were done the moment you chose her over me. The moment you broke every promise you made.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said, desperation creeping into his voice. “You’re my Luna. You’ve always been.”
“Stop saying that,” I hissed. “You lost that right. You-“
“I tore up the divorce papers.”
I paused.
“What?”
Ethan stood slowly, staring at me like a man ready to gamble everything. “You heard me. I tore them up. I won’t sign them.
You can’t leave me. Ever.”
Olivia’s POV
“I’ve already said what I needed to, I told Ethan flatly. “If we can’t come to an agreement, then I’ll see you in werewolf court”
My wolf, Yve nodded approvingly. “Yes. He doesn’t deserve any second chances.”
Ethan looked stunned. His lips parted, but no sound came out for a second. Then, without warning, he lunged forward and tried to pull me into his arms.
“Olivia, please,” he muttered, his voice cracking as his arms came around my shoulders. “Just-just let me explain, let me fix this. I’ll do anything.”
I pushed against his chest, hard. “Don’t touch me.”
He stumbled back, hands open at his sides, eyes wide with a kind of pleading I’d seen before.
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