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

Sheng Fei had been watching Hua Ren carefully, his golden eyes narrowing as he noticed the subtle changes in Hua Ren’s demeanor. The faint flush on his pale cheeks, the way his breath hitched, and the way his robes clung damply to his body from the sweat beading along his skin. But it was the heat radiating from Hua Ren’s body that truly caught Sheng Fei’s attention. 


It was almost intoxicating, like a warm wave rolling off Hua Ren and washing over him. Sheng Fei stiffened slightly, his sharp senses picking up on the way Hua Ren kept leaning closer, his cute nose brushing against the crook of his neck. 


Chapter 65