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 walking, his steps measured, his body language controlled. But inside, his mind raced. The Alpha had seen too much—far more than Elias had ever intended.

The guards stationed outside barely spared him a glance as he passed. Their presence only reinforced what he already knew. His movements would be watched, his actions analyzed. The west wing wasn't just a new residence. It was a containment. A calculated move by a man who wasn't just powerful, but observant.

Elias reached his new quarters, the heavy wooden door shutting behind him with a quiet finality. He exhaled and let himself lean against it, his fingers curling against the grain.

It had only been a moment—an instinctive reaction, one he should have suppressed. But the Alpha had caught it. And worse, he had enjoyed it.

Elias forced his breathing to steady, pushing off the door and scanning the room. It was larger than the one he had before, but the space felt suffocating. Too deliberate. The window was reinforced, the furniture positioned in a way that gave little room for shadows. No easy ways out. No places to hide.

Elias swallowed the frustration bubbling beneath the surface. He couldn't let it show. Not now. Not when the Alpha was already watching for cracks.

His gaze drifted to the bed—large, luxurious, far too much for someone meant to be overlooked. Everything about this was a message.

Elias clenched his fists, stepping away from the door and toward the window. His reflection stared back at him in the glass, faint against the night beyond. For a second, he saw himself as he had been before—before the Alpha, before the cage of expectations around him tightened.

A shadow. A whisper. Something unseen.

And the Alpha intended to figure him out.

Elias turned away from the window, jaw set. He had survived worse than this.

chapter 88: will adapt