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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.

for her

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Chapter 20 Besperate Me

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

between buildings made me uneasy. I had barely taken twenty steps when I heard it footsteps behind

accelerated instantly. The memory of Darius Reed's attack in Shadow

mind

fingers closing around the small dagger

I

ready.

was no

A chill ran down my spine that had nothing to

night air.

steady despite my racing pulse. Is

Only silence answered me.

more quickly now. Within seconds, the footsteps resumed - slightly faster, matching my

My in

into a run, not

footsteps behind

through me when my apartment building came into view. I fumbled with my key card at the entrance, swiping

door unlocked with a click. I rushed inside, turning immediately to

outside remained empty. No shadowy figure, no obvious threat.

pressing the button repeatedly as if that would make it arrive faster. When the doors finally opened, I practically fell Inside, jabbing

leaned against the wall, trying to calm my racing heart. Perhaps I was being paranoid after everything that

elevator dinged as it reached my floor. I stepped out cautiously,

to my apartment door.

I inserted my key into

of my home.

slam the door shut behind

man's hand hot out, palm slamming against the

so fast, Mrs. Winters," a rough

the door closed, but he was stronger.

bulky frame blocking my

escape route

I shouted, pulling the dagger from my bag and holding it before

man raised his hands slightly, though his posture remained threatening "I think you'll want to hear

have to say first."

lights, I recognized him - Roland Warner, the gambling addict whose wife had been a potential kidney donor

demanded,

have information about

to hear"

in my chest.

said, his voice dropping lower "The truth about who caused

the dagger

curved into an unpleasant smile. "One hundred thousand dollars. That's my

not even hesitating. "Just tell

shook his head.

you're telling the truth?"

into his pocket, producing a folded document. "Medical records showing my wife was a perfect match for

rage. "Victoria," I whispered. "She did this." "Smart woman," Roland nodded. "I need the money

details. Two days, Mrs.

he turned and left, closing

sank to the floor, clutching the

- where would I get that kind of money in

a blur of desperate phone calls