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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

However, Sheng Fei couldn't bear to see him like this. He moved closer. “Ren-er, I—” 


“Don’t call me that.” Hua Ren snapped sharply, stepping forward, putting distance between them. The closer Sheng Fei got, the more his glands throbbed. The faster his heart beat and the more his body yearned to turn, to respond to it's Alpha’s call. He cursed the way his body reacted due to the mark. Would he feel like this forever? Compelled to crave his Alpha? Wanting to be with him at every single moment? 


Sheng Fei was just a few steps away and he was already having a hard time controlling his body. Memories of the night before resurfaced, his moans, his desperate pleas, the heat, the mind spinning kisses and the spine tingling pleasure. It was overwhelming and he understood how easy it was to be swept away by it all. 


Chapter 92