All Chapters of My Rival Alpha Knows I'm an Omega: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

For several seconds, I could only stare at the silver injector case lying near my shoe.The case should have been inside my briefcase. I had placed it there myself before leaving home that morning. No one outside my immediate family and personal physician knew that I used suppressants, and even they believed the medication was necessary to control an unusual Alpha hormonal condition.Ronan should never have seen it.More importantly, he should never have touched it.I bent down and picked up the case. The metal felt cold against my palm, but my skin was already burning. Another wave of heat moved through my body, stronger than the last, and I had to steady myself against the edge of the desk.The suppressant could stop the cycle before my scent became noticeable, but only if I injected it quickly.Ronan was still standing outside the door.I could sense his presence even without seeing him. Alphas carried a natural pressure that became difficult to ignore during an Omega’s heat, and R

The words hung between us with the weight of a death sentence."You really are an Omega."Ronan did not raise his voice. He did not look shocked, triumphant, or amused.He simply looked at me.For years I had imagined this exact moment. Sometimes it ended with my arrest. Sometimes it ended with my family abandoning me. Other times it ended with shareholders demanding my resignation before the market even opened.No matter how many times I imagined it, one thing never changed.The secret always destroyed everything.I drew a slow breath and forced myself to stand straighter."If you came here to celebrate," I said quietly, "I suggest you enjoy it while you can."His expression remained unreadable."I am not celebrating.""You finally have what you've wanted since the academy.""I wanted to beat you.""You just did.""No."His answer came immediately."This isn't a victory."I laughed once, though there was no humor in it."You have proof that the heir to Silverfang has lied to every in

For one second, no one moved.The access card rested inside the transparent evidence bag, black against the technician’s gloved hand. My name and photograph were visible beneath the security seal.ADRIAN VALE — EXECUTIVE CLEARANCEChairman Hale’s expression changed first.Not surprise.Satisfaction.It vanished almost immediately, replaced by carefully measured concern.“This is extremely troubling,” he said.I looked at the body again.Elias Mercer lay beneath the white sheet, one arm exposed, his skin pale beneath the fluorescent lights. My access card had been found beneath him, positioned where security would discover it within minutes.Too obvious.Too convenient.Someone wanted me accused before the police even arrived.The head of security cleared his throat.“Chairman Vale, can you account for your card?”I reached into the inner pocket of my jacket.Empty.My pulse sharpened.I checked the other pocket, then my trousers, though I already knew what I would find.Nothing.The c

No one spoke.The words from Elias Mercer’s recording echoed through the parking garage long after the audio had stopped.He was never meant to become an Alpha.Every instinct I possessed screamed at me to run.Not because of the police.Not because of Chairman Hale.Because a dead man had just pointed directly at the secret my family had spent twenty-four years burying.Inspector Mara Voss lowered the tablet without taking her eyes off me.“What did he mean?”“I don't know.”“You expect me to believe that?”“I've never spoken to Elias Mercer.”“That isn't what I asked.”She took one slow step forward.“What did he mean?”Before I could answer, Chairman Hale appeared at my side.“Inspector, I must object.”Everyone looked at him.“My chairman has just experienced an attack inside his own office. He's exhausted, and someone is clearly attempting to implicate him. This is hardly the appropriate time to interrogate him over the ramblings of a dying man.”For the first time that evening,

No one moved.The black envelope rested alone on the cold concrete floor, illuminated by the dim emergency lights.No footsteps.No open doors.No sign of whoever had spoken.Inspector Mara Voss was the first to react.“Don't touch it.”An officer stepped forward, slipping on a fresh pair of gloves before carefully lifting the envelope into the air.Its surface was matte black, thick enough to conceal whatever lay inside.Across the front, in elegant silver lettering, were three words.For Adrian Vale.Every eye in the room turned toward me.Chairman Hale folded his arms.“How thoughtful.”I ignored him.Voss examined the envelope from every angle.“No fingerprints.”“Can you open it?” I asked.“Not yet.”She handed it to a forensic technician.“Photograph every side.”As cameras flashed, Ronan quietly leaned toward me.“They wanted you to see it.”“I noticed.”“They also wanted everyone else to see it.”That thought settled heavily in my chest.Whoever was orchestrating this wasn't s