Amiba

He was supposed to live a quiet life.
Elias Clarke is a recessive omega… technically. His heats are rare, his hormones are mild, and his genetic profile is so muted that he could pass for beta. That’s fine with him. At 27, he is halfway through his PhD, teaches engineering part-time, and enjoys the kind of anonymity that keeps him away from the political games of those born with true divine potential.
But when his best friend and roommate, Ruoxi Numen, disappears without a trace, Elias becomes the only one asking questions no one wants to answer.
Her family, descended from the last god born three hundred years ago, calls it a “private matter.”
Her apartment remains untouched, with her jewelry, tablet, and expensive shoes near the door.
Then Victor Numen, her older brother who was crippled in a divine accident, reappears in public. Smiling. Watching Elias too closely.
Something happened to Ruoxi.
And Elias might be the only person who can figure out what.

[BL]Hunted by the God of Destruction

Victor's knuckles stilled against his knee.

The hum of the car's engine felt suddenly inadequate, too smooth, too slow for the sharp spike that lanced through him.

"What happened?" he asked, his voice a razor's edge.

"There was an intruder," Adam replied immediately. "He bypassed the motion wards. Likely ether‑trained. Robert and the others are securing him now."

Victor's jaw flexed. His gaze dropped to the phone in his hand, but in his mind, he was already back there, in that dim room, the faint scent of imperial irises still in the air, Elias's pulse fluttering against his lips.

"He's unharmed," Adam said. "Shaken. Matteo is still on the line with him, distracting him, he doesn't know. Robert's with him now."

Victor's lids lowered, crimson eyes gleaming faintly in the shadows of the car. The tether in his chest, that strange resonance he never stopped feeling, throbbed hot and insistent. 'Unharmed isn't enough.'

Chapter 53: Victor’s fury (1)