Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

That’s when I felt it.

A shift in the air. A sudden breeze where there should’ve been

none.

And then-

Pain.

A sharp, electric surge bloomed at the base of my neck. My

phone clattered to the floor, and Ava’s voice shouted something

from the speaker.

I couldn’t hear her anymore.

The world spun sideways.

My knees buckled.

I fell.

Darkness swallowed everything.

And I didn’t feel a thing.

Alexander’s POV

Chapter 8

I stood before the long mahogany table in my parents‘ living room, staring at an array of glossy photographs laid out like a carefully curated gallery of eligible women. Profiles, lineage, accomplishments–each smiling face chosen for political

advantage or business merger. I had barely glanced at them

when my phone buzzed on the side table.

Unknown number.

I debated ignoring it, but instinct made me reach for it anyway.

“Alexander speaking.”

“Alpha Alexander?” A breathless voice rushed through the line.

“It’s Ava.”

I straightened slightly, gaze flickering toward the doorway.

“Yes?”

“I–I think something’s wrong. Olivia called me ten minutes ago.

We were on a call. Then the call suddenly disconnected with a

thud. It happened right outside her house. She said she lost a

stalker earlier on the highway. She didn’t seem too shaken, but I

“Slow down,” I said calmly, already walking toward the

hallway. “When exactly did this happen?”

“Just now. I tried calling her again–no answer. Her phone’s off.””

Chapter 78

I stood before the long mahogany table in my parents‘ living room, staring at an array of glossy photographs laid out like a carefully curated gallery of eligible women. Profiles, lineage, accomplishments–each smiling face chosen for political advantage or business merger. I had barely glanced at them when my phone buzzed on the side table.

Unknown number.

I debated ignoring it, but instinct made me reach for it anyway.

“Alexander speaking.”

“Alpha Alexander?” A breathless voice rushed through the line.

“It’s Ava.”

I straightened slightly, gaze flickering toward the doorway.

“Yes?”

“I–I think something’s wrong. Olivia called me ten minutes ago.

We were on a call. Then the call suddenly disconnected with a

thud. It happened right outside her house. She said she lost a

stalker earlier on the highway. She didn’t seem too shaken, but I

“Slow down,” I said calmly, already walking toward the

hallway. “When exactly did this happen?”

“Just now. I tried calling her again–no answer. Her phone’s off.”

Chapter 78

“Where are you right now?”

“I’m on my way to Duskhollow Pines. I’m ten minutes away!”

“I’ll handle it.” I ended the call and turned back toward the table.

My mother raised an expectant eyebrow. “Leaving already?”

“There’s an urgent matter to attend to.” I offered a faint smile.

“I’ll review the profiles later.”

Before she could object, I’d already stepped outside, dialing property management as I moved. “This is Alpha Alexander. I want access to the security feeds at Duskhollow Pines- immediately. Last thirty minutes. Garage area and perimeter

gates!”‘

“And the tail?”

this is clean. I want names.”

There was silence on the line.

“Ava.”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t panic yet. She may have just turned off her phone.””

“She was mid–sentence.”

That didn’t sit well. I knew Olivia’s tone. She wasn’t easily

shaken, and if she said she was being followed, she was

probably right.

“Then we assume worst–case until proven otherwise,” I said. “I’ll

speak to security again once I reach. In the meantime, let me

know the moment you arrive at the neighborhood. Don’t

approach the house alone.”

Ava murmured her agreement, and the call ended.

Back in my vehicle, I glanced once more at the now–dark screen

of my phone. The women on the table, the matchmaking talks,

the diplomatic smiles–irrelevant. I had something else to settle

now. Someone had followed Olivia across counties. And

someone else had helped them get through the gates.

This wasn’t random.

I knew that much.

Ethan’s name lingered in the air, but my instincts said it wasn’t

just him.

This was messier than it seemed.

And far more calculated.

A while later, I stepped out of my car. My phone tucked

between my shoulder and ear. In one hand, I held Ava’s frantic

voice; in the other, the glow of my screen showed the GPS trail

of a black Chevrolet Malibu trailing Olivia’s car earlier. Gai

stood beside me, laptop open, scanning data.