Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
Chaphy 119
I pushed harder against his chest, trying to create distance between us, but the movement only made everything worse. My struggles caused our bodies to slide against each other in the confined space, my attempts to escape creating friction that made him inhale deeply.
Still, I kept struggling. Even as his grip tightened on my hips, I squirmed and moved like a snake in the water. But Alexander was too big and too strong.
“Stop.”
“No. Let me go.” I continued to struggle.
“STOP MOVING.” A loud growl burst out of him, shocking me into silence.
We both went completely still. Our bodies were pressed together in the increasingly warm water, and we were both breathing hard for entirely different reasons. The ice cubes had mostly melted now, probably as a result of all the heat and movement.
I couldn’t look at him, couldn’t move, couldn’t take a single breath. We just remained like that, neither of us moving.
I wasn’t entirely sure how much time had passed, but then Alexander’s body began to slowly relax. I looked up at him. He was blinking hard, and when he finally opened his eyes, they seemed to come into focus. Alexander was using every ounce of willpower to claw his way back into control.
“Is there…” he stopped. His voice was so rough that he had to clear his throat before trying again. “Is there any ice left?”
The question felt so normal after what had just transpired, that it took me a moment to process it. When I did, relief flooded through me so powerfully I nearly sagged against him.
“Yes. Yes, I think so. I’ll… I’ll get more.”
He nodded and his hands finally released their hold on my hips. “Go.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. Scrambling backward, I climbed out of the tub on my hands and knees, water streaming from my soaked clothes and hair. My legs shook as I stood, whether from cold or adrenaline. I grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around myself.
Without another word, I fled.
I almost slipped on the hardwood as I rushed down the stairs. I was shivering when I got to the kitchen. I stood dripping, staring at the bag of ice I’d left on the counter.
Run, Yve urged. Go to your room before he comes downstairs.
I knew she had a point. I didn’t know what version of him I’d find if I returned upstairs. But, my traitorous feet kept me rooted to the spot.
Damn it.
After what felt like an eternity of internal debate, I grabbed the bag of ice and headed back upstairs. I took a deep breath before reaching for the bathroom door.
It didn’t turn.
I tried again, but it still didn’t turn. Alexander had locked himself inside. And I didn’t know whether to be relieved or terrified.
*Olivia*
I woke up the next morning thinking about Alexander with a distinct pit in my stomach. I feared the worst had happened. That he’d hit his head and was lying unconscious on the bathroom floor.
That singular thought had me springing out of bed and rushing out my room before I could think better of it. As I neared his bedroom door, I reduced my speed, walking on my toes instead, trying not to make a single sound.
But as I leaned against his door and strained to hear any sound from within, I forgot the Alpha would have heard me jump out of bed.
The door suddenly burst open, and with nothing to support my body, I stumbled forwards. His chest was mere inches from my face when I finally regained balance and forced myself back. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but I forced myself to look up at him.
Alexander filled the doorframe, broad shoulders blocking my view of his room. He was fully dressed in dark jeans and a black henley. He looked better than I did in my pajamas that were still rumpled from a haphazard night’s rest.
“Olivia. What are you doing here.”
“I… I came to…” I wracked my brain, trying to think of something to say. “To help you pack.” Yes, perfect. “I came to wake you up and help you pack.”
He eyed me for a second as if he didn’t believe me. “Go get breakfast. I can handle the packing myself.”
I nodded quickly, desperate to escape the awkward moment “Right. Of course. I’ll go get that ready now.”
“Olivia.” Alexander was suddenly looking at me seriously. “I’m warning you. Don’t go into my room after I leave. You’ll regret it.”
“Fine.”
Alexander stepped out of his room and shut the door behind him. I could feel his eyes on me as I hurried toward the kitchen.
I didn’t see him again as I worked to get breakfast ready, and I couldn’t hear him either. So, I just assumed he’d gone out. Once I’d arranged the pancakes, bacon, eggs and a jar of juice on the dining table, I rushed back upstairs.
Yve was yelling at me to head back down, but I ignored her and kept moving.
His bedroom looked normal and clean. Nothing appeared to be amiss. But I soon ate my words when I pushed the bathroom door open.
The smell hit me first. It was strong, making my stomach twist violently. I definitely should have listened to his warning. But every time he told me not to do something, it only made me want to do it even more.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment. Alexander was right. I did regret coming into his room.
Without hesitation, I shut the bathroom door and rushed downstairs, only to find a smirking Alexander sitting at the dining table waiting for me. I couldn’t help but wonder if the entire thing had been a game to see what I would do.
I hesitated for a moment. But after encouragement from Yve, my legs began to move and I settled into the chair adjacent to Alexander.
We didn’t speak as we began to pile food onto our plate. But as I watched Alexander devour his breakfast, I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. He seemed so calm and collected now, just like his usual self. Meanwhile, last night had been a horrific experience.
Whatever Ben had put in that whatever must have been strong enough to knock down an Alpha.
Still, the image of him in that bathroom, vulnerable and alone, dealing with the after effects of the drug made my chest tighten.
“Olivia.” I jerked, realizing I’d been staring at my barely touched eggs for several minutes. “Are you all right? You seem… unsettled.”
“I’m fine,” I lied and forced myself to take a bite of eggs. They tasted like sand. But I forced it down my throat.
He studied me for a moment, then set down his fork. “I need to apologize.” His eyes met mine. There was guilt in them. “Last night, when I kissed you… I shouldn’t have done that. It was wrong of me, and I take full responsibility.”
“No.” I’d been trying to forget that had happened at all. And now, he’d brought the image to the forefront of my mind. “I don’t need your apology. It didn’t happen, alright? It was the drugs, some kind of delusion. So just forget about it, okay? Pretend it never happened, because that’s what I’m going to do.”
I couldn’t read Alexander’s expression. And I didn’t have time to, because my phone buzzed against the table. Gai’s name flashed across the screen. Grateful for the distraction, I grabbed it immediately.
“Yes?”
“I wanted to update you on the situation from last night. Ben Wilde has left the resort, and he took his friends with him. He used food poisoning as an excuse, but we know better. Anyways, Alpha Alexander would have to attend the acceptance ceremony alone.”
My eyes shifted to Alexander. From the way his jaw was clenched tightly, I knew he’d heard everything.
He pushed his chair back and rose to his feet. “Come on. You’re going to accompany me now.”
I groaned, but got up anyway.
Thankfully, the acceptance ceremony had only lasted for thirty minutes. And after heading back to the villa to grab our bags, we were on our way to the airport.
When the car stopped in front of us, I’d quickly claimed the passenger seat: The move was petty and obvious, but I didn’t care. I just didn’t want to be anywhere near Alexander.
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