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.

A surge of adrenaline cut through the drug's haze, and suddenly, his body was moving—reacting. His grip on the Alpha's clothes turned from desperate clinging to forceful shoving, muscles coiling tight as he twisted against the weight pressing him down.

Let him struggle. Let him push, let him fight—as if savoring every second of Elias's resistance.

But the moment Elias tried to throw him off—tried to tear free from the burning press of his touch—the Alpha moved.

A sharp, fluid shift of power, and Elias found himself flipped—his back hitting the sheets before he could even process what happened.

The Alpha was on him in an instant, pinning Elias down with maddening ease, his grip unforgiving as he shoved Elias's wrists above his head.

"That's more like it," he murmured, golden eyes blazing. "You should've fought me from the start."

Elias snarled, his body arching, twisting—anything to break free. He bared his teeth, raw frustration curling in his throat, his muscles burning with the effort to throw off the weight holding him down.

Not just held—he pressed, forcing Elias deeper into the mattress, his body a wall of heat and strength that Elias couldn't shake, no matter how hard he fought.

"Let go," Elias growled, breathless, his chest heaving with exertion.

He jerked against the hold, using every ounce of strength in his body to twist, to roll, to throw the Alpha off—

And for a split second—he almost did.

Their bodies shifted, tangled, a clash of force and instinct—Elias managing to shove up just enough to unbalance the Alpha, just enough to—

A sharp, ruthless counter-movement, a twist of his hips and a shift of weight, and suddenly—

Elias was the one beneath him again.

This time, there was no space left between them.

Only the sound of both their ragged breaths filling the air as the Alpha pinned him, his body flush against Elias's, unyielding, unshaken, utterly in control.

"You fight so beautifully," the Alpha murmured, voice rough, dark amusement curling at the edges. "But you already know how this ends, don't you?"

But from the unbearable heat coiling in his gut—the raw, involuntary reaction to the Alpha's presence, to the merciless way their bodies were pressed together, to the electric, blazing friction he couldn't stop.

"Still burning up, little one?" he breathed, leaning in—closer, closer, his lips ghosting against Elias's throat, drinking in every tremor, every sharp intake of breath.

Elias clenched his jaw, trying—desperate—to resist, to fight—

But his body was already betraying him.

The Alpha was enjoying every second of it.

chapter 154: love it right