CLAIMED BY THE MAD ALPHA BROTHERS.

ANOKAI'S POV.

The first person I killed in my entire life was my mate, the alpha's son- I had found him cheating, moaning underneath my own sister when I killed him.

The second person was my sister. I didn't let her say anything, didn't let her screams finish when I did the same to her.

The third person was my past self, the one who killed two people. I had to send her away to live in this underground prison cell where the air was stale, and the sun was forbidden to enter.

My name is Anokai Rivers, the second daughter of the beta of Rivermoon Pack and the branded murderer for the death of the alpha's son. For three years, I have lived in this prison, atoning for my mistake and thinking about whether I'll do anything different.

I can't remember anything about the murder. It had all happened in a blur. It was my first shift as a wolf, and I had just turned 18 when I found my sister, the gorgeous one whom everyone always picked and loved, underneath my mate, Ethan, talking shit about me as they had beautiful, damning sex.

I didn't even let them finish before I sent them to the moon goddess.

But if I were to change something, I'd ask Ethan why. 

Why did he decide to throw everything we had away? 

Why did he pick her over me?

Why did he pick the day I was supposed to give him myself, a day that he was supposed to mark me and make me his Luna, and give it to the sister that has always haunted my entire existence?

I wasn't all that perfect. For starters, I could not read. The words on the books always seemed too small or never stayed in one place. It was my one big flaw and the one that my parents hated the most. But Ethan loved it. He would read me books, paint the picture so well in my head that it didn't make me feel like I could not read. 

He would buy me the prettiest jewelry and ask me to flaunt it in front of everyone. When he traveled for Pack matters, he would return with the most gorgeous dresses, asking me to wear them for him and complimenting me. He was the perfect mate to have and the heartthrob of every woman in the pack.

I was happy. We knew we were each other's mates at 16, and for the two years we were together, it was bliss.

My father never liked me. My family never wanted me. I was the bad seed, the one who stained their image like every other second daughter. Aurelia was the perfect one. The blessed child, the best of both of them. 

But Ethan never made me feel like that. He flaunted me, flaunted us, flaunted our bond. 

I was his mate, and everyone knew it.

So why?

Why did he betray me?

Why was he