Chapter 5 Alison's Pov

Immediately after Elder Elijah stepped away, I stared at Lena in pure disgust. Even before now, every time I saw her, it felt like a knife was being twisted in my chest.

She had only been in the Silver Fang pack for two weeks, yet everything had changed. Kyler, who had always adored me, now seemed different.

Even though he pretended to treat her with indifference, I could see it, the small glances, the admiration in his eyes, which he couldn't hide, the way his eye followed her movements when he thought no one was watching.

And I hated her for it.

Yanking the bedsheets away from my half-covered body, my blood boiled as I headed toward the door to confront her. She had to be put in her place.

Lena had no right to stand here, arguing with Kyler like she was his equal. She had no reason to challenge him proudly even in ways I had never done before and act like she was anything more than what she truly was, a cursed divorced whore, thrown here by fate to breed his pups.

"Lena!" I snarled, my voice echoing through the walls.

She turned, startled, her face still pale from whatever Elder Elijah had told her.

"You disgust me, Lena", I spat, my voice laced with venom.

"Do you think you are needed here?"

"Why are you shouting and throwing tantrums as though you are worth anything?"

"Remember your place here; you were bought over by Alpha Kyler just to breed pups."

"You're nothing but a divorced whore, a cursed mate and I regret why you had to set your miserable feet in this pack." I ranted, my voice sharp with frustration.

Lena lifted her head slowly, her gaze meeting mine. But instead of looking hurt, she looked calm, like I wasn't worth her time, and her calm demeanor frustrated me the most.

How dare she?

As though my words weren't hurting her enough, I shoved my way past Kyler who stood at the door.

"You think you're special because of some stupid prophecy?" I sneered.

"Let me tell you something, Lena. Kyler will never love you. You're only here for one reason: to breed him an heir. That's all you will ever be."

She let out a slow breath.

"And what are you, Alison?" she asked, her voice steady. "His bedmate?"

My stomach twisted in rage. "I have known him for years! I have shared his bed, his victories, and his pain. You don't think you could bring your worthless self from nowhere and steal away his attention."

My gaze darted to Alpha Kyler. I expected him to support me, but he just kept mute, staring at us as though he was enjoying the whole scene.

"Just another reminder that Kyler can never love you."

"The earlier you get to accept reality, the better for you."

Lena crossed her arms, tilting her head. "Then why are you so threatened by me?"

I scoffed.

"Threatened? Don't flatter yourself."

"Oh, but you are," she said, taking a step closer.

"If I am worth nothing, why are you so pained by my mere existence, and why exactly do you think I am stripping you of Kyler's attention?"

"Do you think he may choose me over you?" She asked, her voice so bold that it threw me off guard.

I gritted my teeth.

"Can you shut up and get out of here? You feel so proud as though you are worth a fortune."

"He can never even choose you." I snapped, my frustration spilling over.

"Stop deceiving yourself, woman."

"I may not be his choice," she said softly, "but at least I'm his mate. You? You're just a woman he uses when it's convenient."

Her words hit harder than I wanted to admit.

My fingers curled into a fist as I glared at her. Every word she spoke felt like a slap to my face, but it was that last sentence that sent my blood boiling.

"You? You're just a woman he uses when it's convenient."

How dare she?

My hands moved in a fast motion, ready to wipe off that smug look off her face.

But before I could strike, a strong hand wrapped around my wrist, stopping me in mid-air.

I turned back to meet the shock of my life. Behind me was Alpha Kyler, his face masked in a wicked sneer.

His grip was firm, almost painful, as he held my wrist in place. My breath caught in my throat as I turned to face him, expecting him to let go and let me put this whore in her place.

My wrist trembled in his grasp, but he didn't let go. His grip wasn't gentle, nor was it cruel enough to hurt me.

I turned to face him, my eyes red with anger.

"Let me be, Kyler. I want to put this whore in her place. I would teach her how to respect boundaries." I growled.

But he didn't let me go.

Instead, he drew his mouth close to my eyes, his voice low and lethal.

"Never try that again."

A shiver ran down my spine.

Then Slowly, Kyler released my wrist, and immediately as he did, I yanked my hand back, shaking with rage. My eyes darted between him and Lena. He was still staring at me, his jaw clenched, which made me more sick.

"Are you being serious, Kyler?" I hissed. "You're defending her?"

His response was a long stare, which made my knees buckle.

The silence was worse than any insult he could have thrown at me.

I turned back to Lena, my nails digging into my palms. She wasn't even gloating, and that made it worse. She just stood there, watching me, like I wasn't even worth a reaction.

"You'll regret this," I spat at Kyler. "Both of you will."

With that, I stormed out, but her voice cut into my fury.

"You should just learn how to not disturb others with your loud sensual moans."

I looked back at her, and without saying a word, I stormed out of the room.