Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 8

Olivia’s POV

Friday morning, I got a call from the garage. My car was ready.

After I picked it up, I remembered something. The jacket. I had promised to dry clean it and mail it back. But now it wasn’t with me anymore, thanks to `Ethan who threw it away from the window. I was planning to give him something similar to that jacket now.

I sat in the car, holding my phone for a second. Then I called Mike.

“Hi, Mike. This is Olivia speaking. The car’s fixed. I’ll send over the bill in a bit.”

He said okay, and we hung up.

I sent him the repair list and the amount. Then I sent another message: “Also, can I get your boss’s height and mea- surements? I want to return the jacket with matching pants. It came from a set, right?”

No reply.

Maybe he needed to check.

I didn’t overthink it. I had errands.

As I turned into the next intersection, my phone rang again. Finance manager.

“Ms. Olivia, do you have a minute? There are some numbers I need you to check.”

I turned around and headed to the office.

The moment I walked into the project department, my team surrounded me.

“Ma’am, are you okay now?”

“We heard about the accident. That guy in the Maybach didn’t hurt you, right?”

I smiled faintly. “No. It’s fine. All fixed.”

I didn’t tell them I was leaving. I felt guilty. They’d be handed to a new boss soon. Someone who didn’t know how we did things and they would have to adjust to this new boss, again.

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After talking to finance, I stayed in my office. Emails. Approvals. Budget sheets. I barely lifted my head until it was

afternoon.

Around 4:30, I opened a blank document and typed up my resignation letter. Printed it. Folded it.

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to stretch, I decided to get water. My head

pantry, I

hear? Someone from secretariat said Chole Windsor

“What?”

it. She’s working in his

the Hawthorne and Windsor packs

Ms. Melton’s still

“What about Olivia then?”

Silence.

doorway,

the whispers

him for years.

“Chole’s shameless.”

But, Ethan’s

“And Olivia? Poor thing.”

walked back, holding my empty glass like I’d forgotten

my office, I sat down, leaning on the chair, and let those whispers spiral I had just heard. Ethan had brought Chole into the office, officially now. There was no way people were going to

as soon as possible. The more I stay here, the

the letter and headed upstairs. Every step felt louder than

saw me

meeting. Can you give this

at him. He

I nodded. “Sure.”

turned, pretending to leave. But my wolf sense told me something

another scent coming from Ethan’s office. Perfume. A female scent I was getting too familiar with since a while. It would not be

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the

A scream.

Wearing nothing but a

there.

Ethan’s face

and covered his eyes like the scene burned

Chole was… sweating. She said she felt sticky after moving some files, so she took a quick

blinked slowly at

didn’t want you to misunderstand, that’s

“Reed, with brains like yours, you’re

I pushed past him.

her bathrobe tighter. “How dare you barge in here?” she snapped. “You’re just a manager,