Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 86

“I mean, it’s a damn shame,” she added, tapping the steering wheel. “If anyone had told the eighteen–year–old me that Ethan Hawthrone–the ‘golden alpha‘–would end up ruining the only real thing he had, I would’ve said they were out of their minds.”

I gave her a small, tired smile. “That’s because fairy tales sound

sweet… until they start rotting from the inside.”

She didn’t argue. Neither did I.

When we arrived at the Silvermoon courthouse, the skies were

draped in a sheet of gray, the moonlight slipping in between

clouds like pale silk. The entire building was sleek steel and

stone–modernized to accommodate our kind. Inside,

everything was pristine. Gláss walls. Echoing floors. Cold

marble counters manned by expressionless werewolves in navy

uniforms. The unbinding hall was bathed in a soft silver glow,

light filtering down through the skylight above.

Ethan was already there.

He stood near the sensor platform, dressed in a dark wool coat,

hands stuffed in his pockets. He looked up when he saw me.

His eyes dropped instantly to the cut on the corner of my

mouth–the fading bruise that no amount of makeup could

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quite cover. Guilt flared in his expression, then vanished as quickly as it came. He didn’t say anything. Neither did I.

We walked up to the mate unbinding platform together.

The technician in charge, a middle–aged wolf with streaks of

hair and a matte black uniform,

“Palms on the

required!”

sleeve, exhaled, and placed my

a tiny prick as the system

soft hum followed.

Verified,” the system intoned

a neutral tone.

hand brushed

It meant

“Ethan Hawthrone, Alpha–rank. Verified.””

above the dais, a blue display opened

Contract: ActiveMatch Duration: 8 years,

14 daysStatus: Pending

recorded,”

clipboard. “Do

dissolve

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said clearly, looking ahead, not

There was a pause.

Ethan said, “I

appeared, flashing bright white:Mate

SeveredStatus: Complete

slid from the terminal slot. The

them, and handed one to each of

official divorce and unbinding papers. You

mated under werewolf law.”

the document

for a second longer… but he took

I watched Ethan’s hand extend the divorce

leather folder reflecting a faint sheen under

lights. My pulse ticked a little faster

it. He frowned–curious, unsettled.

“You never know when

need them.”

paused. “Use them,” I said slowly.

slightly. “I—I

as if he were testing

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do you need them?” I asked, trying to keep