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.

Elias kept his head bowed, his expression carefully crafted into something fragile. He had been called many things in his life—burden, mistake, ghost. But mine?

The Alpha leaned back, fingers still tapping against his lips, eyes dark with something unreadable. "You don't seem happy about that."

Elias forced himself to shift uncomfortably, letting his shoulders rise as if he was holding back fear. "I… I don't understand."

A low chuckle. "You understand perfectly."

The Alpha's amusement was worse than his anger. It meant he knew—knew Elias wasn't the fragile thing he pretended to be.

He had to make sure it stayed that way.

"I don't belong here," Elias whispered, keeping his voice weak. "You don't have to—"

Elias swallowed, letting his hands tremble just a little. "Why?"

The Alpha's eyes gleamed, as if he had been waiting for that question. He rose, his movements slow, deliberate. A predator enjoying the moment before the kill.

The Alpha stopped just inches from him, tilting his head. "Because I want to see what happens when you stop pretending."

This wasn't just a game for the Alpha—it was an obsession.

Elias had spent years perfecting his invisibility, crafting the illusion of weakness, of insignificance.

But the Alpha wanted to tear that illusion apart.

That was the most dangerous thing of all.

The Alpha lifted a hand, brushing a single finger beneath Elias's chin, tilting his face up until their eyes met.

For a breath—just one—Elias let his mask slip.

Just enough for the Alpha to see it.

Elias's breath hitched. His pulse spiked—just enough to be real. Because in that moment, he knew.

He wasn't the one playing the game anymore.

chapter 86: let play