Chapter 26

Olivia’s POV

I looked up.

Alexander stood there quietly, hands in his pockets, the moonlight catching the sharp lines of his face. His beautiful eyes met mine.

“Why are you hiding here, brooding?” he asked. “Shouldn’t you be happy? You got your revenge.”

I paused. For a second, I wanted to smile, even laugh, but there was nothing left inside me to lift. “I’m just tired,” I muttered, looking away. “That’s all.”

I wanted to ask him-Why are you following me? Why are you always there when I break?

But the words never came out. My throat tightened, and I just… stayed quiet.

Alexander didn’t push. He stood there for a few seconds longer, silent. Then he spoke again.

“You should go home. Get some rest.”

I straightened immediately, almost like I was being scolded. “You’re right,” I said, brushing down my skirt and trying to fix my expression. “I’ll head back now.”

I turned, took a few unsteady steps in my heels, then stopped and turned back halfway.

“Thank you,” I said softly. “For today.”

He didn’t reply. Just nodded once.

I flagged down a cab and rode back to the apartment. The city felt quieter than usual, maybe because my own head had gone silent.

By the time I reached my building and took the elevator up, I was just ready to collapse. But the moment the elevator doors opened on my floor, I froze.

Alexander was already inside.

I blinked, not sure if I was hallucinating. But no-he was real. Standing like it was the most natural thing in the world, his arms folded, his expression unreadable as always.

I stepped in with forced calm, hit the fingerprint lock for my apartment door, and glanced up at him with a strained

smile.

“Alpha Alexander must be tired too,” I said awkwardly. “Long day.”

0.0%

13:31

he replied simply, stepping out with me. “Came back to

I swallowed. “Same here.”

me, then suddenly

completely lost. My mind blanked at his tone-calm, but expectant.

I had no answer.

room, I tossed my bag on the floor, shut the door behind me, and kicked off my

I dropped onto the couch and closed

Ethan’s POV

spread across the cold metal table. Seven pictures in total-six men, one

Rogues. Criminals. Monsters.

My throat went dry.

closely. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the images. I imagined Olivia in that hotel room, drugged, tied up, surrounded by

if they had-“I couldn’t even

dropped my gaze and

leaned forward. “Mr. Hawthrone, your wife’s statement says she attempted to call

nodded slowly, afraid of what

for a

out a USB stick, and slid it into the laptop on

We’re going

second officer pressed the play

I braced myself.

998

voice-weak, panicked,

cut through, loud and smug. “Oops.

The memory clicked into place like a knife in the gut. I had been at the office. Chole had walked in, uninvited. I remember her laughing,

23.1 %

13:31

had let

The recording stopped.

afterward was

phone with you, Mr. Hawthrone?” the officer asked. “Why was your mistress the one

face in the crook of my arm. The pain in my chest pulsed like a

came into my office uninvited.

paused. That

up when she grabbed it. She said she

let someone else take your personal device,” the cop repeated.flatly. “And that person just so happened to inter- cept your wife’s only plea for

it looks. But I didn’t plan this. I

the table, his face unreadable. “We’ll check the security footage from

I said quickly. “You can pull all of it. I didn’t know

could tell he didn’t fully

of it,” he said, closing the folder. “Every word.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255