Watch Me Win, Alpha

I stared at him, stunned.

“I love Olivia,” he whispered. “I still love her. Very much.”

Ava’s POV

I thought I had him figured out. The cold–hearted Alpha who

tossed aside a loyal woman like Olivia for a bitch and a

convenient affair. But today… he surprised me.

“I love her,” he’d said with those pathetic eyes, clinging to the

last string of hope like a child begging for his mother not to

leave him behind.

I crossed my arms and scoffed. “Then explain Chole. Was that

love too? Or just a convenient way to pass time while Olivia

worked her ass off to build your future?”

Ethan stood up slowly, gripping the torn divorce papers like

they were a badge of honor instead of proof of his failure. His

voice had a strange calm to it now–almost dangerous.

“I’m going to buy back everything she sold. Every dress, every

book, every stupid mug if I have to. I’ll repaint the walls if she

scratched them in anger. I’ll find the photos she burned. And if I

can’t, I’ll print them again.”

“You’re insane,” I snapped. “That’s not love. That’s delusion.”

“She’ll be my Luna again,” he said quietly, like it was already

written in the stars. “For the rest of her life”

him to the door. “Those were just copies,

delays anything? We’ll reprint

send them digitally if I have

He didn’t look back.

to slam the door on

hallway, heart racing,

late. He was too late.

have–where was it when Olivia was

to lie to her parents about why

looked so worn?

Too damn late.

Ethan’s POV

stone steps outside

used to visit on full moon

still felt simple.

hollow.

slid down my face, cold and sharp. But the rain in my palms–my hands were burning. My insides,

played the

her hands trembled for only a second before she dropped it into the metal barrel. The flames flared instantly, swallowing years of memories. The photo where I kissed her cheek.

mark. Gone

hands didn’t even

I replayed it again.

in days. Not a growl. Not a whisper. Nothing. It was like he’d gone dormant, disgusted with the shell I’d become after losing

I deserved it.

should’ve stopped Chole when she first crossed the line. I

on our sheets. But I

was here–watching flames instead of her

I called Reed.

Olivia sold of

of it?”

frame. Even if we need to track down collectors or dig through

“Understood.”

new wedding photo printed. Same size.

it exactly where it used to

didn’t ask questions. “I’ll take

I hung up.

no hotel check–in, but a

her well. Someone