Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 6

Olivia’s POV

I sat on the edge of the padded examination table with the faint smell of antiseptic clinging to the air. Healer Rosa gently tilted my chin up, examining the cut on my forehead.

“Your temple region took the most damage,” she said, wiping the area with a damp cloth. “What happened?”

I hesitated, not wanting to get into the messy details of the accident. “It’s nothing. Just some reckless driver and bad luck. Yve has already handled most of it. I just came to make sure it heals without a scar.”

Rosa reached for a small jar on the counter, scooping a bit of herbal salve onto her fingers. “Hold still.”

I closed my eyes, letting the coolness of the cream soothing the faint sting.

The door burst open suddenly, crashing against the wall. Rosa flinched, her hands freezing mid-air.

Ethan stormed in. He took a few quick steps toward us.

Rosa’s eyes darted between us, her nervous fingers tightening around the jar. I offered her a reassuring nod. “It’s fine. That’s my… boss.”

Ethan centered his focus entirely on me. “Is it serious?” he demanded.

Rosa straightened, adjusting her glasses. “It’s just a superficial wound. Nothing too serious. She’ll be fine.”

He let out a breath. Rosa gave me theointment, then hurried out of the room.

Ethan stepped aside, but the moment I reached the doorway, he grabbed the small bottle of ointment from my hand. I paused, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I’ll handle this,” he muttered, tucking the bottle into his coat pocket as if it were some grand gesture of care.

I didn’t bother stopping him. If he wanted to play the part of the attentive husband, I wasn’t going to waste my breath arguing.

cab, but Ethan snatched the phone from my hand,

he said, already steering me toward the hospital

tried to pull my arm

reached his car. He opened the passenger

into the driver’s seat and shutting the door with

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didn’t wish to speak anything to him, either. But, Ethan was gripping the steering wheel way too tightly after we parked the car. I knew something

my number and then you almost tried to

before I could stop myself, I burst

narrowed. “What the hell

own car? You clearly think of yourself a little too much,

his fingers twitching

back my phone,” I said, holding out my

outstretched hand, leaning back against his seat, his eyes narrowing. “Look, maybe I lied about the business trip. Fine. But that doesn’t mean you get to make things difficult for Chole. She ended

“Guilty? For what?”

a bit spoiled” he said, his voice softening. “She’s not used to being treat- ed that way. Why can’t you be a

way he talked about her,

closing my eyes for a second, feeling

make things difficult for her. But keep her in check. Make sure she

furrowed. “Chole is like my sister.

clench, the urge to throw the evidence in his face nearly overpowering. Instead, I forced a tight, bitter smile. “Oh? Well, then congratulations. Must be nice to

his eyes darkening, but he didn’t

around my shoulders, the warm, woody scent still clinging to the fabric.

flicked over to me, his nose twitching slightly. He frowned, his jaw tightening as he stared at the jacket. This was the

is that?” he

bothering to

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