Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
He held me pinned against the seat, his weight pressing down as if trying to suffocate me. “You used to look at me like I was your whole world, Olivia,” he muttered against my neck. “Now all I see in your eyes is hate. I miss the old you. The one who only saw me.”
I tried to turn my head but he caught my chin. His kiss was rough, unwanted. I whimpered, disgusted and scared, tears sliding down my cheek. The scent of the forest around us was sharp, earthy-and suddenly suffocating.
“This is rape, Ethan,” I said shakily. “You force me, and that’s what it is. Even if we’re married.”
He stopped just long enough to whisper against my jaw, “The cops won’t interven?, not for an Alpha and his Luna. Especially not when we’re still legally bound.”
I kicked at him, my voice cracked from screaming, “I’m not your Luna. I don’t belong to you!”
His wolf stirred, I could feel it pulsing just under his skin- dominant, angry. Mine whimpered deep inside me, retreating in fear. The hug that once gave me warmth now felt like a cage. I clawed at his arm, cried out again, but his fingers only dug harder into my waist.
A sob burst from my chest. I hated him. I hated that I once trusted him. I clenched my eyes shut, praying someone-anyone
-would find me.
And then-Tap tap tap.A faint knock on the foggy window.
“Hey!” a male voice called from outside.
Ethan stilled. “What the hell…” he muttered, pulling back just slightly.
The voice outside called again, louder this time, “Can’t you get a room or something? This is a public place.”
“Get lost!” Ethan snapped, slamming a palm on the glass. “Mind your own damn business!”
I was panting, my shirt stretched, my lips swollen, hair clinging to my face. I looked toward the window, pleading silently.
The man frowned through the glass. “Who are you guys by the way? Not from around?”
“Get out of here before I smack the shit outta you.” Ethan barked.
The man hesitated, clearly unsure. He looked between Ethan and me, but finally turned and walked away. The woods swallowed his retreat.
Silence. I pushed Ethan away with what strength I had left and scrambled to the other side of the car, hugging myself. “Don’t touch me,” I rasped. “Don’t even look at me.”
Ethan sat back in the driver’s seat, seething. “We’ll go somewhere else.”
“No, we won’t!” I shouted. “You’re disgusting! You still think you have some twisted claim on me?”
He turned to me, his eyes bloodshot, jaw clenched. “You’re mine,
Olivia. You always will be.”
“You cheated on me! You broke everything between us! And now-what? You think forcing me into a pregnancy will fix that?!”
He didn’t speak. Just glared.
Tears burned behind my eyes. “I’ve had enough. I don’t want your apologies. I don’t want your explanations. I don’t wantyou.”
I reached for the door handle, but it was locked. I pounded on the window. “Someone help me! Please-!”
Ethan grabbed my wrist again. “Stop it.”
“Let me go! I’d rather die than be trapped in this with you!”
That made him freeze.
His entire body stilled, eyes wide, chest still rising from breathless anger. For a second, there was no Alpha, no arrogance, just a man suddenly realizing something had broken.
I sat there for a moment, legs curled into my chest, my breath shaky as Ethan stared at me in stunned silence. My face was tear-streaked, my mouth dry. But I didn’t look away. I had nothing else left to lose.
He looked like he wanted to say something, but no words came out.
I sniffled and turned my head away. “I’m hungry.”
He blinked. “What?”
“I haven’t eaten anything since morning.” My voice was hoarse.
“Get me some food.”
He looked at me strangely, but then nodded slowly. “There’s a supermarket about thirty minutes from here. I’ll go get something.”
“We’re out of gas,” I reminded him coldly.
Ethan ran a hand through his hair in frustration, glancing toward the dashboard. “I’ll walk!”
“Can you even walk with that wound?”
He scowled at me, probably because I dared to bring up the gash he’d gotten during one of his showy fights a few weeks back.
“It’s fine.”
“Yeah,” I muttered. “Alpha genes and all.”
He reached for the door but then turned back. “Don’t try anything stupid while I’m gone. I’m locking the car!”
My heart jumped, but I only nodded and watched him hobble away, favoring his right leg. The moment he disappeared into the trees and the sound of his footsteps faded, I pulled myself into the backseat. The door gave way under my trembling fingers. Thank God.
I crawled out the back, my injured leg scraping against the edge of the door. I winced but bit back a cry.
Then I ran or limped, really-pushing through the bushes in the opposite direction from where Ethan had gone. My breaths came in quick, shallow puffs as the pain shot up my thigh, but I didn’t stop.
There was a hill just beyond the tree line. It wasn’t tall, but it was steep and full of wild shrubs. I dug my fingers into the ground and pulled myself up, branch by branch, twig by twig, until I found a patch of thick vegetation near the top. It was dry, but dense enough to hide me.
I pulled out my second phone and texted Ava:”Location sent. He’s gone for food. I’m hiding near the hill, west of the road.
Come fast.”
She replied almost immediately:”Don’t worry, just stay low. It would take around 35 mins minimum to reach you. And, don’t go farther.”
I curled up tighter, clutching the phone. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. My skin still felt invaded, my breath wouldn’t steady. I rubbed at my arms even though the night air wasn’t cold. My thoughts wouldn’t quiet. I wanted to scream and rip off every trace of him that had touched me.
The sky was clearer here. I looked up at the stars, blinking back another wave of tears. I didn’t cry this time. Just breathed.
Ten minutes passed. Maybe fifteen.
The sound came all at once.
Crunch.
Snap.
