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

The Emperor turned slightly, his gaze momentarily landing on Hua Ren beside him before addressing the group again. "The presence of the Ivory Warlord here today is no accident. His skills are unmatched, and his loyalty to this throne is beyond question. He will lead the investigation on last night's events and I want you all to cooperate with him and tell him everything you know, everything you saw so that we can catch those rebels and get rid of them once and for all." 


Hua Ren's body stiffened imperceptibly, though his heart betrayed him, pounding against his ribcage as if it sought escape. His hands, clasped tightly behind his back, trembled slightly, hidden beneath the long sleeves of his white robe. His pale eyes flicked toward the Emperor whose brow arched in silent inquiry and Hua Ren summoned a strained smile, dipping into a low bow. 


Chapter 58