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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

“I am not like other Alphas, Hua Ren,” he repeated, this time more gently. His grip softened. “I don’t want to tame you. I don’t want to clip your wings. In fact…” He let out a breath, a soft huff of helpless affection. “I love that you can fight. I love how incredibly strong you are and how you do not need to depend on anyone.” 


Sheng Fei went on, “To be honest, I never even wanted to find my mate. I thought settling down would be a burden, something that would distract me from my mission. But when we fought that night and I felt your power, your fire, your strength, right then and there, I knew I wanted you. Not because you're my mate, but because you're you.” 


Chapter 93