Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 59

I stared at the phone long after the call ended, Bob’s voice still

ringing in my ears.

“You owe yourselves that much.“No, I didn’t. Not anymore.

But what I did owe myself was freedom. A clean slate. And that

meant ending things once and for all.

The next morning, I called Bob back. My voice was calm, firm. “I’ll come,” I said. “Not for reconciliation–just to finalize the divorce. After that, I want nothing more to do with Ethan or the

Hawthrone Pack.”

There was a brief pause on the other end before Bob sighed.

“Understood.”

That was that.

When I told Mike over breakfast, he nearly dropped the pan he was flipping pancakes in. “You’re going where?”

“To the Hawthrone/Pack. One last time.”

He turned to me, spatula in hand, eyes narrowed. “Olivia, are you sure? What if this is another one of Ethan’s stunts? What if they guilt you again or pull something shady with the divorce

terms?”

“That’s why I’m not going alone,” I said, calmly biting into toast. “I’ve already arranged for a pair of bodyguards. Ava helped me with it last night. They’ll stay close the whole time.”

Mike didn’t look convinced. “And your leg?”

I gave him a look. “I’ll go in a wheelchair. Pretend the injury hasn’t healed. If they think I’m still weak, they’ll drop their guard.”

from me, rubbing his forehead. “You’re really pulling out the spy tactics,

a small shrug.

surprised by these people.””

didn’t trust a single soul in

even that

times. I had no doubt he’d try to win me over again–beg, cry, maybe

the same woman

time, I’d come

house hadn’t changed–still cold,

still trying to convince everyone that what went on

two bodyguards flanking me, the weight of the wheelchair adding false frailty to my posture. It wasn’t real. My leg had healed. But the performance was necessary. In this house, you were either playing the game or being played. I’d learned that the hard

at the far end of the dining table, arms folded over his tailored suit, gaze locked

eyes flicked to the tall bodyguard

here?”

polite smile. “No offense,

things when he’s

any chances.”

jaw ticked, just slightly. “You think Ethan would

you?”

he’s already harmed me in every

exhaled and gestured toward the seat across from him. I nodded at the guard to

said, before he could

Chapter 39

for divorce,

drama, no press. Just

way just to demand

see

came here because you asked. Now I’m saying what

say.”

studied me for a moment.