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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

darkness had fallen completely. I paid my bill and stepped outside, pulling my jacket tighter against the cool

between buildings made me uneasy. I had barely

heart rate accelerated instantly. The memory of Darius Reed's attack

mind

hand into my bag, fingers closing around the small dagger I now carried everywhere. The metal

footsteps continued, matching my pace exactly, I stopped

ready.

no one

path behind me stretched empty and silent. A chill ran down my

night air.

steady despite my racing pulse. Is

Only silence answered me.

more quickly now. Within seconds,

My in

screamed danger. I broke into a run, not caring how it might look to anyone

footsteps behind

through me when my apartment building came into view. I fumbled with my key

with a click. I rushed inside, turning immediately to look through the glass

outside remained empty. No shadowy figure, no obvious threat. Yet my senses told me someone was

as if that would make it

I leaned against the wall, trying to calm my

my floor. I stepped out cautiously, scanning the hallway

to my apartment door.

I inserted my key into the lock. The door swung open, revealing

of my home.

prepared to slam the door shut behind

hot out,

Mrs. Winters,"

the door closed, but he was stronger. He pushed his way inside,

bulky frame blocking my

escape route

pulling the dagger from my bag and holding it before me "Leave

slightly, though his posture remained threatening

have to say first."

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

you want? I demanded,

eyes fixed on me. I have information about your

to hear"

stuttered in my chest. "What

said, his voice dropping lower "The truth

on the dagger faltered.

into an unpleasant smile. "One hundred

I said immediately, not even hesitating. "Just tell me what you

shook his head. "Money first, information

you're telling

showing my wife was a perfect

woman," Roland nodded. "I need

bank details. Two days, Mrs. Winters. Don't disappoint

left, closing the

the card in my trembling hand. One

get that kind

next forty-eight hours passed in a blur of