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 assassin was no where to be found , but neither Elias nor Caidren moved or got affected. it was as if they expected this—real trust—was a fragile, dangerous thing.

Elias should have felt victorious. Should have been relieved that Caidren believed him.

But instead, something else coiled in his chest.

Because this was dangerous. He knew how to manipulate, how to pretend, how to play the game. He had done it his whole life.

Because the more Caidren trusted him—

The more Elias feared he might trust Caidren back.

Caidren's voice pulled him from his thoughts.

Elias blinked. The Alpha was already stepping back, his expression returning to its usual unreadable mask.

For a moment, Elias hesitated. But then he forced himself to follow.

They walked side by side, silent, their steps echoing through the corridor. The tension between them had shifted—no longer suspicion, no longer the sharp edge of a power struggle.

Something neither of them had named yet.

As they approached Caidren's private chamber, Elias finally spoke.

"They won't stop." His voice was quieter than he intended.

Caidren didn't look at him, but his response came easily.

They stepped inside, the heavy door shutting behind them. The moment it did, Caidren turned, his golden gaze sharp.

"You're not just some abandoned Omega." His voice was calm, but Elias could feel the weight behind it. "And I don't think you were ever meant to die here."

Caidren tilted his head. "They wanted you to make me doubt."

Elias's jaw clenched, but he said nothing.

Whoever was behind this had never intended for Elias to die like the others. They wanted something more.

Elias exhaled, schooling his expression. "So what now?"

Caidren studied him for a long moment.

Caidren's fingers brushed against his wrist—just the barest touch, but enough to make Elias feel it.

Enough to remind him that whatever had started between them—

And whether Elias liked it or not—

chapter 170: too deep