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 down as the soldiers moved on, their laughter still lingering in the air. It didn't matter. He had done what he needed to do—blended in, stayed beneath notice.

Because as he turned to leave the training ground, he felt it.

Elias didn't acknowledge it. He forced himself into a calm, steady walk, his body language loose and unbothered, as if today had meant nothing. As if he hadn't just spent the entire session calculating every single move to avoid giving himself away.

The sun was high, burning against his skin as he reached the corridor leading back to the west wing. Two guards trailed behind him, their presence a constant reminder that his movements were still restricted.

As he reached his room, one of the guards pulled the door open, stepping aside without a word. Elias entered, feeling the door shut firmly behind him.

And then, finally, he let the tension ease from his shoulders.

Not completely—never completely—but enough to acknowledge that, for now, he had made it through the first challenge.

He moved toward the small basin of water by the window, dipping his fingers in and letting the coolness seep into his skin. His reflection stared back at him in the polished metal tray beside it—eyes sharp despite the fatigue tugging at him.

But he knew enough to be dangerous.

And he wasn't going to stop pushing until he uncovered the truth.

Elias's fingers curled against the edge of the basin.

The knock at the door was soft but firm.

Elias turned, masking his thoughts before he spoke. "Come in."

The door opened, and to his surprise, it wasn't a soldier.

It was the Alpha's childhood friend.

The one who had smirked at the Alpha's tension before.

Elias remained still as the man stepped inside, shutting the door behind him.

For a long moment, the man said nothing, only studying him with an expression of quiet amusement.

"You're either very smart," he mused, "or very stupid."

Elias didn't react. "I don't understand what you mean."

The man's smirk widened slightly. "Oh, I think you do."

He moved closer, his gaze sharp despite the casual air around him. "You're playing a dangerous game, Elias."

Elias met his eyes, unblinking. "I'm not playing anything."

"Then why," the man murmured, "is the Alpha so interested in you?"

Because he didn't know if there was one.

chapter 94: dangerous game