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”

to the door. “Those were just

tearing them delays

Hell, I’ll send them digitally if I have

He didn’t look back.

me not to slam the door

hallway, heart racing, fingers

late. He was too late. All

have–where was it when Olivia was

she had to lie to her parents about

looked so worn?

Too damn late.

Ethan’s POV

outside the old cottage. The same

visit on full moon

everything still felt simple. Now,

hollow.

cold and sharp. But the rain in my palms–my hands were

the footage

trembled for only a second before she dropped it into the metal barrel. The flames

Gone in seconds.

didn’t

I replayed it again.

Not a growl. Not a whisper. Nothing. It

I deserved it.

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

sheets. But I didn’t.

here–watching flames instead

I called Reed.

everything Olivia sold of her back,” I

it?” he

need to

“Understood.”

wedding photo printed. Same size.

where it

questions. “I’ll take care

I hung up.

was a credit card transaction in Washington. No flight data, no hotel check–in, but a purchase at the mall–hers. I knew her handwriting like I knew my

hid her well. Someone