Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 27

Olivia’s POV

The morning air still clung to the quiet of dawn. I dragged my suitcase into the living room, the wheels humming low against the floorboards. Ava was already waiting there, barefoot, holding two mugs-one for each of us. She put hers down and wrapped me in a tight hug.

“Don’t worry about anything, okay?” she murmured against my shoulder. “Let me handle the rest. Just go, breathe, come back when you’re ready. And by then, your divorce papers will be ready too.”

I didn’t answer. I just nodded against her. There wasn’t much left to say.

I was doing it-I was finally leaving. Escaping, even if temporarily. After the disaster at the charity event and the emotional wreckage that followed, I needed to be anywhere else. A window seat, some cheap airport coffee, silence. I didn’t care where the flight landed. The destination didn’t matter. It was the leaving that I needed.

Ava was supposed to drive me to the airport, but as I zipped up the last corner of my suitcase, she sighed and glanced at her phone. “Something urgent just came up,” she said. “I have to handle it, but you can grab a cab, right?”

“Of course,” I said, slinging my small backpack over my shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. You’ve already done too much.”

Ava gave me one last tight hug at the door. “Have a safe flight. Text me when you land, alright?”

I stepped out of the apartment building, tugging my luggage behind me. The streets were still quiet, the sunlight bare- ly stretching across the pavement. I stood at the curb outside the gated entrance, checking my phone for a cab. That’s when it buzzed.

A strange number.

I stared at it, frowning. My instincts whispered-don’t answer that. I didn’t recognize the digits, but something about them felt… strange. Cold.

Just as I hit the decline button, a sleek silver Maybach turned the corner and rolled up slowly from within the neigh- borhood. I recognized the car almost instantly. The window rolled down halfway, and there he was-Mike.

“Miss Olivia?” His smile was polite, warm, like he’d been expecting me. “Where are you headed so early in the morn- ing?”

I hesitated. “Airport.”

“What a coincidence,” he said, resting an elbow on the edge of the window. “We’re going the same way. Come on, let us give you a ride.”

0.0 %

13:31

“I actually just booked a cab… ” I started, unsure.

could finish my sentence, Mike was already stepping out of the car.

weighed nothing and popping it into the trunk. His movements were efficient, smooth, practiced. It was hard to refuse someone

mannered.

driven a Maybach-any passerby

for me and gave a

him, a bit overwhelmed by the hospitality. But I was also exhausted. And it was hard to turn

softly, and

down, my breath caught in

far side of the seat. In the

today- charcoal linen shirt, sleeves rolled up, a relaxed fit. He smelled

greeted him politely. “Good morning, Alpha

gave me a short nod, nothing more. Not even a smile. Like a king responding to a distant pack member. The chill in his gaze could’ve frozen lava, and yet… somehow, it didn’t feel offensive.

with outsiders. His real self-indifference wrapped in restraint-was saved for those who got

still the man

that, I could tolerate his coldness. Maybe even his arrogance. He had the right to

“Going on

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Where?”

“Maldives.”

change. “Planned or

35.6 %

13:31

Chapter 27

But I hesitated

ago, I had asked this very man for a job. I had been desperate, serious, and probably

was, hopping on a plane for

ridiculous

smiled faintly-too faint to be kind, too precise to be casual. I realized

and chuckled. “Thought you were job

tugged awkwardly at the hem of my sleeve. “If my application had been accepted,” I murmured, “I would’ve

resting an elbow near the glass. “What if I change

I blinked. “Now?”

answer. Just looked