Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 86

Chapter 85

He kept his head down. Not because he was ashamed in front of

the nurses or security. But because he couldn’t bear the thought of glancing back.

They were finished.

And that truth would haunt him more than any punishment

Chole or the world could ever deliver.

Olivia’s POV

I didn’t sleep that night.

I heard the quiet shift of fabric when Ethan stood. I felt the

weight of his gaze–heavy, sorrowful–as he hovered near me,

maybe wanting to speak, maybe waiting for a sign. But I gave

him none. I just lay there, still as stone, staring at the ceiling

with eyes wide open, too numb to cry, too exhausted to feel

anything else.


That was how our story ended. Not with a fight, not with a kiss,

not even with a word. Just silence.

And that silence hurt more than any shouting match we ever

had.

Chapter 85

In the morning, Ava checked me out of the hospital. She was

quiet too, gently wheeling me out while the nurses processed the discharge papers. My bruises had faded into a deep purple

mosaic across my body. I could walk again, but slowly. My

mind, however, wasn’t limping–it was running. It had been

running all night, retracing every step of the last eight years

with Ethan.

wasn’t devastated. I just felt… clean.

rag and


had once stained my chest. All that remained was

much happening

I wanted to visit

recovering from

life, again. I felt I owed him something—if not

then at least

when we passed his ward,

out, a doctor with a clipboard, a

I assumed were from Green

near the door, arms crossed, looking

guarding the Alpha himself.

didn’t want to cause trouble. Rumors,

I turned


would wait. I would

and I drove straight to the

statement was long. Exhausting. I

I noticed the tail, to the

neck, to waking up tied

photos of the man in black–the

by the service

been caught. Arrested late last night after a

he wasn’t hired,” the officer told

he was ‘doing a favor‘ for

changed hands.”

course. A

I asked, voice


victim,” he muttered. “Feigning memory

Windsors are trying to push a mental

the stabbing charge complicates

the final page of my statement.

me alive.

snapped.”

He nodded. “We won’t.”

I just wanted to go home. Not

wanted stillness.

Chapter

a moment, I had it–until Ava

holding her phone.

simply, handing it to me.


stared at the screen for a long moment.

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