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 bit the inside of his cheek, hard. The sharp sting, the taste of blood—it was the only thing keeping him grounded.

The heat was relentless, curling around him like an unseen predator, sinking its claws into his skin, his bones, his very breath.

He pressed his forehead against the cool stone wall, desperate for relief, but it did nothing.

His hands trembled at his sides. His body felt too tight, his thoughts muddled, fragmented. It was like he was sinking into something too deep, too consuming, and no matter how hard he fought—

He squeezed his eyes shut, forcing himself to think, to focus.

There had been nothing strange about them at first—nothing unusual, nothing off. But had there been a scent? A powder? Something so faint he hadn't noticed?

Someone had wanted this to happen.

His stomach twisted. The soldiers—he had heard them whispering, had pieced together their words.

The Omegas before him—they hadn't just disappeared.

Elias's breath came quicker, harsher.

Had they gone through this, too? Had they felt their bodies betray them like this?

A shudder tore through him, but not from fear.

The drug was still working, still twisting inside him, coaxing, teasing, breaking.

He exhaled sharply, slamming his fist against the wall.

He wouldn't fall for this. He wouldn't become whatever they wanted him to be.

Even if his skin prickled with something traitorous, something that whispered—

Elias curled his fingers, pressing his nails into his palms until it hurt.

Not whatever was clawing through him, dragging him under.

His body was betraying him, but his mind—

His hands shook as he pushed himself toward the bed, forcing his muscles to obey, forcing himself to move.

That if someone walked through that door right now—

Elias might not be able to stop himself from breaking.

chapter 141: still fighting