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Chapter 28: Desperate Measures

Chapter 28: Desperate Measures

(Victoria's POV)

"Remember," he hissed over his shoulder, "no tricks. I need that money by afternoon"

One hundred thousand dollars was nothing compared to what Ethan provided monthly.

Ever since Emma's knife attack by that deranged Derek Savage, Ethan had covered all her medical expenses

without question. His generosity toward us had only Increased after the incident. "You'll get it," I replied coolly, watching him hurry toward the exit.

His timing couldn't have been worse. Ethon was already striding across the garden, his powerful frame

casting a long shadow over the medicinal plants. His amber eyes scanned the area with predatory alertness

"Who was that?" he asked, coming to stand beside me. His protective presence immediately surrounded me

like a shield.

I placed my hand on his arm, my touch deliberately gentle. "Just someone asking for directions to the emergency section," I lied smoothly. "He seemed confused about the Medical Den's layout."

Ethan's gaze lingered on Roland's retreating figure. For a moment, I feared he might follow the man, but then

The turned his attention back to me.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked, his voice softening as he examined my healing

cuts.

"Much better," I assured him, leaning into his touch. The doctors say I can go home today."

He nodded, offering me his arm. "I've brought the car around. Emma is waiting at home with her nanny"

As we walked toward the exit, I couldn't help but smile. Ethan Stone, the most powerful Alpha in the Northern

Territories, was escorting me like a precious treasure while his actual mate was nowhere to be seen.

The thought of Olivia alone at Maple Grove filled me with satisfaction. Soon, with Roland Warner's evidence silenced, nothing would stand between me and what I deserved.

(Olivia's POV)

I woke with a pounding headache, my mouth dry as sand. The sleeping remedy had knocked me out for nearly a full day, judging by the evening light filtering through my curtains.

My stomach growled painfully, reminding me that I hadn't eaten since before my confrontation with Ethan. The memory of his denial about Lily's death sent a fresh wave of grief through me.

I forced myself out of bed, wincing as my bruises protested the movement. After a quick shower, I headed out

to find food, too exhausted to cook.

The small restaurant near Maple Grove offered excellent venison stew. I sat in a corner booth,

spoonful as warmth spread through my body.

ng each

"More bread, Mrs. Winters?" the waitress asked, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of my bruised face.

grateful for her

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Chapter 20 Besperate Me

finished eating, darkness had fallen completely. I paid my bill and stepped outside, pulling

lit path between buildings made me uneasy. I had barely taken twenty

instantly. The memory of Darius Reed's attack in Shadow Alley flashed through

mind

slipped my hand into my bag, fingers closing around the small dagger

my pace exactly, I stopped abruptly and spun around, dagger hidden

ready.

no one

chill ran down my spine

night air.

steady despite

Only silence answered me.

and continued walking, more quickly now. Within seconds,

My in

a run, not caring how it might look to

footsteps behind

my apartment building came into view. I fumbled with

click. I rushed inside, turning immediately

figure, no obvious

button repeatedly as if that would make it arrive faster. When the

the elevator rose, I leaned against the wall, trying to calm my racing heart.

elevator dinged as it reached my floor. I stepped out

to my apartment door.

I inserted my key into the

of my home.

quickly, prepared to slam the door shut behind me. Before

hand hot out, palm

so fast, Mrs. Winters," a

closed, but he was

bulky frame blocking my

escape route

from my bag

posture remained threatening "I

have to say first."

I recognized him - Roland Warner, the gambling addict whose

want? I demanded, keeping the dagger

fixed on me. I have information about your

to hear"

in my

about who deliberately redirected your daughter's kidney donor," he said,

dagger faltered. "Tell me," I

smile.

immediately, not even hesitating.

his head. "Money first,

I know you're telling

into his pocket, producing a folded document. "Medical records showing my wife was a perfect match for Lily. Yet somehow the kidney went to

Roland nodded. "I need the money by Friday. Cash or bank transfer, I don't

bank details. Two days,

left, closing the door

sank to the floor, clutching the card in

get that kind

forty-eight hours passed in a blur