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.

Even after leaving Elias's room. Even after forcing himself to walk away, to not act on the madness clawing at his senses.

His jaw clenched as he ran a hand down his face, trying to will the ache away. But his body refused to forget.

Elias's moans still echoed in his ears. Soft, sweet, utterly unguarded. His body had been so warm beneath the Alpha's touch. So pliant. So tempting.

And worse than that—Elias had reacted to him.

Even in sleep, his body had responded, his lips parting, his breath hitching at the Alpha's touch.

Something the Alpha wasn't sure he had the strength to ignore.

His fingers curled against his thighs as he exhaled sharply, trying to force some control back into himself.

His body still burned. The memory of Elias's warmth still clung to his skin, refusing to let go.

And his arousal—gods, it was unbearable.

He shifted, tension running through him, but no matter how he moved, the problem remained.

A punishment for his own recklessness.

He had touched Elias. Had wanted more.

And now, the consequences were written into his body, demanding relief.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his breathing uneven.

He had played with fire, and now he was burning for it.

But there was one thing he knew with certainty—

If Elias ever looked at him with even a hint of what he had felt tonight…

If he ever made those sounds while awake…

The Alpha wouldn't just touch next time.

chapter 110: still linger