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

I’ll send them digitally if I have

He didn’t look back.

everything in me not to slam the door

I stood in the hallway, heart racing,

was too late. He was too late.

it when

had to lie to her parents about why

looked so worn?

Too damn late.

Ethan’s POV

steps outside

on full moon nights when we

felt simple. Now, everything

hollow.

the rain in my palms–my hands

played the footage

in the center of our old bedroom, calm but distant. The wedding album in 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. The picture where she cried while holding

mark. Gone in seconds.

hands didn’t even

I replayed it again.

to me in days. Not a growl. Not a whisper. Nothing. It was like he’d gone dormant,

I deserved it.

crossed the line. I should’ve pulled away

on our sheets. But I didn’t. I

I was here–watching flames instead

I called Reed.

Olivia sold of her back,”

of it?” he

if we need to track down collectors or dig through

“Understood.”

new wedding photo printed.

exactly where

questions. “I’ll take care of

I hung up.

data, no hotel check–in, but a purchase at the mall–hers.

hid her