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 pacing his room for what felt like hours, even after forcing himself to bury the lingering heat from that dream, rest never truly came.

When the first light of dawn crept in, he was already awake—lying on his side, staring at the far wall, his mind sharp despite the exhaustion weighing on his limbs.

His body had betrayed him last night.

But what disturbed him even more was the lingering effect.

His skin still felt too warm, like the ghost of hands lingered there. He swore he could still hear it—that voice, smooth and teasing, a whisper against his ear.

"How long can you keep up this act before it shatters?"

The Alpha had already gotten too close. Had seen too much. And now, his own body was making him reckless, unfocused.

He inhaled deeply, letting the cool morning air fill his lungs, willing himself back into control.

It didn't matter what had happened. It didn't matter what he had felt.

A knock on his door made him tense, shoving the last of his thoughts into a dark corner of his mind.

He sat up slowly, schooling his features into something neutral before standing.

When he opened the door, a soldier stood waiting.

Instead, he let the words settle, blinking once as if still adjusting to them.

"The Alpha?" he echoed, his voice carrying just enough uncertainty. "Did he say why?"

The soldier's expression remained unreadable. "Just get ready."

Elias gave a slow nod, pretending to hesitate before closing the door.

The second he was alone, his mind sharpened.

His fingers twitched as he changed into fresh clothes, keeping his movements slow, measured.

He couldn't afford another mistake.

If the Alpha suspected anything…

Elias exhaled quietly, steadying himself before finally stepping out of the room.

Whatever awaited him, he would be ready.

But as he followed the soldier through the hall, he couldn't shake the feeling that something had already shifted.

And that unnerved him more than anything.

Chapter 111: morning