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 curled in on himself, his breathing ragged.

If anything, it was getting worse.

His skin burned, his body tight with something he didn't want to name. Every breath was too shallow, every movement unbearable.

His fingers trembled as he pressed them to his temples.

His mind struggled to piece it together. He had been fine earlier, sharp, alert. But then—

Had the paper been laced? Had it seeped into his skin the moment he touched it?

He needed to flush it out. To get it out before it consumed him completely.

Elias forced himself to his feet, stumbling toward the washbasin. His reflection in the mirror stopped him short.

His pupils were blown wide, his cheeks flushed, his lips parted as he struggled to breathe.

His hands clenched the edge of the basin.

He turned sharply, collapsing onto the bed, curling in, biting down on his lip until he tasted blood.

The drug was clawing at him, coaxing him, whispering things he refused to hear.

He didn't know how long he could hold out.

chapter 140: not me