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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.

nodded, grateful for

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Chapter 20 Besperate Me

fallen completely. I paid my bill and stepped outside, pulling my jacket tighter

wasn't long, but the poorly lit path between buildings made me uneasy. I had barely taken twenty steps when

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

mind

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

exactly, I stopped abruptly

ready.

was no one

chill ran down my spine that had nothing

night air.

I called, my voice steady despite

Only silence answered me.

Within seconds, the footsteps

My in

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

footsteps behind

came into view. I fumbled with my key card at the entrance, swiping it frantically against the

a click. I rushed inside, turning

No shadowy figure, no obvious threat. Yet my senses told

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

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

elevator dinged as it reached my floor. I stepped out cautiously, scanning the hallway before

to my apartment door.

as I inserted my key into the lock.

of my home.

to slam the door shut behind

hot out,

so fast, Mrs. Winters," a rough

closed, but he was stronger. He pushed his way

bulky frame blocking my

escape route

shouted, pulling the dagger from my bag and holding it

man raised his hands slightly, though his posture remained

have to say first."

gambling addict whose

I demanded,

fixed on me. I have information about your daughter's death. Information

to hear"

in

kidney donor," he said,

grip on the dagger

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

it," I said immediately, not even

head.

do I know you're telling the

records showing my wife was a perfect match

Roland nodded. "I need the money by Friday. Cash or bank transfer, I don't care which." He handed me a

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

turned and left, closing the door

the card in my trembling

dollars - where would I get that kind of money in two

passed in a blur of desperate phone