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

Rowan’s piercing blue eyes found Hua Ren, and his heart skipped a beat, an unfamiliar sensation tightening in his chest. Truly, as he had heard, the Ivory Warlord was exquisite. Flowing snow white hair, eyes as pale as the clouds, smooth unblemished skin and a striking figure. He looked like an ethereal being sent to earth specifically to torture the hearts of men. The rumors he had heard about the Ivory Warlord's beauty certainly did not do him justice. Nothing they said could have prepared him for such a gorgeous entity. 


Unfortunately, the Ivory Warlord belonged to the Celestial Kingdom. A mere prince like him could not even dream to have him. 


Though, the more he looked at the Ivory Warlord, the more he felt as if he had seen him somewhere before but he couldn't remember where. He then shook his head, tearing his gaze away. This was his first time meeting the Ivory Warlord. He was just thinking too much. 


Chapter 59