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 followed the soldier through the corridors, keeping his steps measured. He didn't ask where they were going. It didn't matter.

Still, as they moved deeper into the main wing, Elias's mind raced.

Had he done something to warrant suspicion? No. He had been careful. He had stayed invisible.

Or was this something else entirely?

His fingers twitched before he curled them into fists.

He refused to let the Alpha get into his head.

The soldier stopped in front of a large door. Not the throne room. Not the war chambers.

Elias's pulse jumped before he could stop it.

But his face remained impassive as the soldier knocked once before stepping aside.

"Enter," came the deep, controlled voice from inside.

The soldier opened the door, motioning for Elias to go in.

Elias hesitated for just a second before stepping forward.

The room was dimly lit, a contrast to the cold efficiency of the rest of the fortress. A fireplace crackled in the corner, casting flickering shadows over the dark wooden walls. The scent of burning embers mixed with something else—something dangerous.

The Alpha sat in a chair near the fireplace, his posture relaxed but commanding. He didn't look up immediately, as if he had all the time in the world. As if Elias's presence was nothing more than a passing thought.

Elias swallowed the instinct to tense.

He didn't speak first. He wouldn't give the Alpha that satisfaction.

Finally, the Alpha shifted his gaze toward him, those sharp eyes taking him in, lingering just long enough to make Elias's skin prickle.

"You took your time," the Alpha murmured, voice smooth, unreadable.

Elias didn't react. "You called for me."

The Alpha hummed, tilting his head slightly. "I did."

The words were innocent. They shouldn't have meant anything.

Elias clenched his jaw before he could stop himself.

Because that was a test. A reminder. A deliberate poke at the very thing Elias was trying to forget.

Elias forced his voice to remain neutral. "If you called me here to discuss my sleeping habits, I'll take my leave."

A flicker of amusement crossed the Alpha's face. "Careful," he said, voice dipping lower. "That almost sounded like irritation."

Elias met his gaze head-on. "I'm not irritated."

"Hm." The Alpha leaned back slightly, drumming his fingers against the armrest. "Then what are you?"

Then, with slow, deliberate ease, he gestured to the seat across from him. "Sit."

There was something about this moment. Something different.

Last night, he had convinced himself that nothing had happened. That it was just his mind playing tricks on him.

But standing here now, with the Alpha looking at him like this—

Elias felt something deep inside him twist.

Instead, he walked forward, calm and steady, and sat across from the Alpha, mirroring his posture.

Even as his skin burned under the weight of that knowing stare.

The Alpha smirked slightly, as if entertained by the act.

The words were quiet. Almost lazy.

But beneath them, there was something else.

Something Elias wasn't sure he was ready to face.

Chapter 117: you intrigue me