Admist the turmoil of a blood-soaked battlefield, General Hua Ren was perched on a horse, his once-pristine uniform now a canvas of rebel bloodstains. Lifeless bodies, a macabre mosaic of soldiers and rebels, lay strewn across the ground—some severed, others trampled beneath the hooves of horses.

In the distant backdrop, a bomb erupted, rattling the battlefield, and in that fleeting moment, the General detected the scent.

His Alpha.

His heart raced as his gaze locked onto the most frigid, intimidating eyes he had ever encountered, and a sinking feeling gripped his stomach.

Sheng Fei, leader of the rebellion, stood tall amidst the chaos, a sinister smirk playing on his lips. In a chilling display of power, Sheng Fei swiftly ended the life of a soldier, his eyes never leaving Hua Ren. 

The stark reality unfolded before Hua Ren, solidifying the bitter truth that their connection was entwined in the threads of enmity.

He could never be the Omega to a Rebel Alpha 

Or so he thought. 

The Rebel's Omega

Bodies began dropping down like flies in a matter of minutes as Hua Ren navigated his way to every guard using the flash step technique, stabbing them right in the heart before they had the chance to make a move. 


Everyone in the hall began to scream and run, shouting; "Ghost! Ghost! It's a ghost!" 


They screamed so because they could not clearly see who was killing their guards. Whatever it was moved like a ghost, appearing, killing, and disappearing just as fast. Wherever it went, blood was spilled and a dead body was seen. 


Sheng Fei felt a headache coming on. He barely turned away for a moment, but Hua Ren had already disappeared. Next time, he would either tie him to the chair or tie their hands together so that Hua Ren can't leave without him. What a stubborn mate. 


He gave the signal to begin and the rest of the rebels, hidden in the shadows, commenced the rescue mission. 


Chapter 51