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.

The Alpha barely made it three steps outside the Omega's chambers before he smelled it.

A scent so potent, so utterly intoxicating, it stopped him in his tracks.

His grip on the doorframe tightened.

It curled around him like a vice, thick and cloying, drowning out everything else. A scent that was Elias but richer, heavier, laced with something feral and raw.

The Alpha's jaw clenched, his heartbeat hammering against his ribs.

Triggered. Amplified. Corrupted by the drug still burning in his veins.

The Alpha knew exactly how unbearable it was.

How it would tear through Elias's mind, reducing everything to need, to ache, to a desperation so consuming that nothing—nothing—could sate it but him.

He dragged a shaky breath in through his nose, and it was a mistake.

Because the scent hit him even harder.

His own instincts—deep, primal, ravenous—surged up, roaring for control.

He swore under his breath, pressing his knuckles against the stone wall.

The Alpha exhaled harshly, forcing himself to step away.

Because if he turned around now—if he so much as looked at that door again—

But as he moved to walk away, a sound reached him.

The kind that didn't even know it was being made.

but he controlled his steps to not filter and promised to come back later when his h ad cools down.

He wanted to play games but not like this

chapter 146: can't stop