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Synopsis:
In a world where Alphas rule with absolute power, Alpha Caidren Thorne stands above them all—a warlord feared for his cruelty, a ruler whose hands are stained with the blood of both enemies and kin. His lands are harsh, his rule even harsher, and his name alone is enough to strike terror into the hearts of those who hear it.

But there is a darker truth hidden beneath his legend.

Every Omega sent to him has perished.

No one knows why. No one dares to ask. Some whisper that his presence alone is enough to snuff out their fragile lives, that no Omega can withstand his brutality. Others say that he is cursed, doomed to be alone forever. But Caidren does not care. He has never let anyone close—not a mate, not a lover, not even his own people. His heart is stone, and his hands are weapons.

When the noble House Velmire is forced to offer him an Omega, they do not send their treasured daughter. Instead, they send Elias—an adopted outcast, a boy without a place in their world. Elias has spent his life alone, unwanted, and now, he is being sent to a fate worse than death.

And when he arrives at the Bloodfang Stronghold, he is welcomed by a scene of horror.

A man clothed in black can be seen writhing in agony. Blood soaking the ground. And standing above it all, delivering judgment with cold precision, is Alpha Caidren.

Elias’ fear takes root instantly. This man is no savior. He is death itself.

Caidren barely acknowledges him, dismissing him with a single glance. Another Omega. Another life that will soon disappear.

But Elias does not die.

Days pass. Then weeks. And for the first time, an Omega survives.

Elias is not weak. He is not fragile. He is not like the others. And against every instinct, every warning, Caidren begins to take notice.

What starts as indifference turns to fascination. What was once just another burden soon becomes something the Alpha refuses to let go of.

For the first time in his life, Caidren is afraid—not of war, not of death, but of the one thing he never thought he could have.

And when enemies rise and threaten to take Elias away, Caidren will burn the world to keep his Omega safe.

scarred by the Alpher, claimed by his touch.

Elias sat on the edge of his bed, his hands resting lightly on his lap, his gaze fixed on the candle flickering on the small table before him. The room was quiet, but he could hear the faint shuffling of boots outside his door.

Their presence was different tonight. He had long grown used to them lingering outside, stationed there as a formality. Before, their boredom had been obvious, the occasional murmurs of idle conversation slipping through the walls. But now… now they were silent.

Elias let out a slow breath, careful to keep his expression neutral even in the solitude of his room. The Alpha was testing him. That much was clear.

His mind drifted back to the encounter earlier. Had he misstepped? Had there been something in his posture, his voice, his breathing that had betrayed him? The Alpha was sharp—too sharp. He had underestimated him, believing the man too preoccupied with war to notice anything beyond the battlefield.

Elias curled his fingers, pressing his nails lightly into his palm. A quiet reminder to remain steady.

There was no changing the past. No undoing the Alpha's suspicions.

All he could do now was control what came next.

He reached for the candle, carefully snuffing out the flame with his fingers. The darkness settled around him, familiar and comforting. Without light, the room became nothing more than shadows, and shadows had always been his ally.

He lay back on the bed, closing his eyes, listening.

The whispers were faint at first—soldiers speaking in hushed tones, their words slipping through the cracks in the silence.

"I heard he survived an assassination attempt."

Elias let out a slow, silent breath. They were growing suspicious too. That was dangerous. The more people questioned his presence here, the more eyes would turn his way.

He would have to be even more careful.

Shifting slightly, he turned onto his side, letting his breathing even out. He would sleep—or at least, he would make it seem like he had. Let them think he was fragile. Helpless. Just another Omega caught in the Alpha's grip.

Let them believe what they wanted.

Because soon, when the time was right, he would be the one watching them.

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