Chapter 3

By the time Mathew and Aria came back, both held a bag in their hands. My father had already left.

Aria was blushing as they made their way towards me, trying so hard for me to see the deep red marks on her neck while she pretended to cover it up.

The tension between them was so thick I can’t help blaming myself how I never noticed.

If it was in the past I would have thrown myself between them, acting all jealous and insecure, and he would have blamed me for being petty and not having enough trust in them.

Seeing I was staring, Mathew pulled her closer into his arms. I just scoffed and grabbed the scroll before turning to leave.

I had barely reached the door when I was dragged back by Mathew, forcing me back so hard I nearly tumbled.

“Did you hear Aria calling you? Are you throwing a tantrum again? She’s your sister! I can’t believe you’re jealous of your own sister. Apologize to her now!” He snapped.

“Sister, look. Mathew and I went shopping for your mating ceremony.” She pushed forward the gift bag in her hand, spreading it open, and inside was a gown almost ruined and stained with lipstick. Her scent mixed with Mathew’s was coming from inside.

“I was worried it won’t fit you so I tried it on first; you’re not mad, are you?” She proudly waved it in front of me, tilting her neck to the side to let me see the red marks on her.

I shrugged, the corner of my mouth turning into a sneer. “I’m sure it would fit you better. Since you love collecting scraps so much, you can keep this one as well.”

Her proud smile turned sour. “How can you say that? My brother-in-law has spent a lot of money getting this customized to your taste. And you’re calling it scrap? Are you looking down on him because you’re a female alpha?”

Hearing this, Mathew angrily grabbed the box and tossed it at my face. I dodged and let it fall to the ground, and it fueled him even more.

He was about to yell when his phone suddenly rang; he stared at it for a minute before going away to pick it up.

“It hurt, doesn’t it?” Aria mocked, moving closer to me. “Despite being the alpha’s daughter, your chosen mate only wants me.”

Finally dropping her pitiful acts. “Tired of acting already?”

“You have no idea. Just you wait; I will make sure you get treated the same way I have been treated. You will never be his Luna.”

“What makes you think I will mate with him?”

Her eyes fluttered for a second before she laughed. “Oh please, like anyone else would mate with someone like you?”

Past-life me would’ve taken the bait. I’d have grabbed her by the collar, screamed in her face, demanded answers. And everyone would’ve watched me unravel like some rogue.

Not this time.

“Believe what you want; I am not mating with him. Your little dream of becoming his Luna won’t be fulfilled.”

Anger flared in her eyes and began to see it; she grabbed my hand and pressed it to her chest. “Olivia, please, there’s nothing going on between Mathew and me. I only see him as my brother-in-law.”

What was she doing?

Before I could think she let out a dramatic scream and pushed herself, tumbling down.

I gasped in shock as she fainted weakly against his arms. Being an omega, we have always assumed them to be weak and fragile, and she was clearly taking advantage of that.

“Sister!” Her wail cut through the hall. “I get it—you’re pissed I have Mathew, but you can’t just attack me!”

Mathew’s expression went from cold to murderous in a heartbeat. He closed the distance between us, a wall of fury and muscle.

“I never touched her.”

“Bullshit. Everyone knows you’ve been seething with jealousy for years.”

“I didn’t push her!”

“If anything happens to her, I will cancel our mating ceremony. Even if you kneel for three days and nights, I still won’t mate with you!”

“Mathew, don’t talk to her like that. She’s just hurting.” Aria’s voice went all breathy and wounded, fingers clutching weakly at Mathew’s jacket.

“If you keep this up, I will reject you.”

“How many times do I have to tell you I will never complete my mating ceremony with you?”

He laughed. “The whole neighboring pack knows you’ve been my woman for years now. Always throwing yourself at me. Who would possibly want a cheap Luna like that?”

“Your father might be powerful; it doesn’t excuse the fact his daughter is a whore. Tell me, which alpha in his right sense would marry you? Don’t tell me you’re hoping to marry that cripple weak alpha just to get back at me?”