O1uwapelumi

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.

At first, Elias had been certain the Alpha's eyes were on him.

He had felt the weight of it, the constant scrutiny lurking just beneath the surface. Every movement, every breath, he had measured carefully under the assumption that he was being watched.

Slowly, over the next few days, the pressure eased.

The Alpha no longer seemed as interested.

No more lingering glances when Elias passed by. No more pauses when their paths crossed. No more of that subtle tension that told him he was under observation.

Had the Alpha lost interest? Decided he wasn't worth the effort?

Whatever the case, Elias did not waste the opportunity.

Without the Alpha's presence looming over him, he could move more freely, his searches becoming bolder.

He kept to the edges of camp, listening, observing.

He paid close attention to the guards on night patrol, noting the quiet, uneasy conversations between them.

And most importantly, he watched where the soldiers disappeared.

There was a pattern—one he had almost missed before.

Every time a man went missing, it was near the supply routes.

The ones leading toward the ruined border towns.

One night, under the cover of darkness, Elias slipped between the camp's outer tents, heading toward the area where the last soldier had disappeared.

The ground was disturbed, as expected—many boots had passed through here.

But on the wooden post of an abandoned watch station, he saw it.

Small. Nearly invisible in the dim moonlight.

But Elias recognized it immediately.

A message that only certain people would understand.

It was the mark of those who had once hunted Omegas.

The people he had escaped from long ago.

The same ones he had sworn never to fight again.

No Clear Answers, Only More Questions

Elias ran his fingers over the mark, his mind racing.

The missing soldiers. The assassins. The whispers in the camp.

He had expected an enemy targeting the Alpha. A political rival, a faction that wanted to weaken the war effort.

But this—this was something else entirely.

It meant they had not forgotten him.

Elias forced himself to breathe, to steady his thoughts.

He had no answers yet. Only fragments of a larger puzzle.

If those people were involved, it meant danger far beyond anything he had anticipated.

And for the first time, Elias found himself wishing the Alpha was still watching.

Because if he truly was alone in this…

Then he might not survive what was coming.

chapter 64: shocking