MY RIVAL ALPHA MATE

ANYA POV:

Blood bubbled up from my chest with every shallow breath. A silver dagger, engraved with the royal crest, was buried deep in my heart. The silver burned through my veins, dissolving my inner wolf until I couldn't even twitch a finger.

The hand gripping the hilt belonged to my fiancé, Prince Davian Sterling. His face, the one I had adored for years, was now twisted in disgust. He yanked his hand back, wiping his fingers as if touching me had soiled him.

A small figure stepped out from behind him. Elara Beaumont. My adoptive sister. The girl my parents had taken in, the one I had treated as my own flesh and blood since I returned to the pack. She nestled into Davian's side, wiping the remaining blood from his knuckles with a handkerchief.

They kissed right in front of me. The sight hurt far more than the silver in my chest.

"Why?" The word scraped from my throat.

Elara pulled away and let out a soft laugh. "Oh, my dear sister, you are just so painfully naive," she sneered. "Did you honestly think Davian would ever love a useless Omega like you? You have nothing to offer but the Beaumont name."

She knelt beside me, her eyes filled with mocking pity. "He was always mine. You were just a convenient pawn, a stepping stone to secure his alliance with our family's army."

Fury ignited through my shock. "Even if that's true," I choked out, "why betray our family? My parents raised you! They gave you everything! There are hundreds of innocent lives in our pack. How could you hand them over to the slaughter?"

Elara's sweet facade shattered into a vicious sneer. "Because the moment their precious biological daughter returned to the pack, I became invisible! They obsessed over you and forgot I even existed. They brought this on themselves, and they deserve to rot!"

"And you really are an idiot," she continued. "I fed you a few sweet words, played the loving sister, and you swallowed every lie."