Across a blood-drenched battlefield littered with fallen soldiers and rebels, General Hua Ren commanded from horseback, his uniform transformed into a testament of carnage. Corpses lay scattered like grotesque monuments—bodies severed and crushed beneath the weight of war. An explosion fractured the air. In that instant, Hua Ren caught it: the unmistakable Alpha scent. His pulse quickened. Ice-cold eyes seized his gaze—the most terrifying stare he'd ever met. Dread coiled through him. Sheng Fei, the rebellion's fearless commander, emerged from the chaos with a cruel smile etched across his face. He cut down a soldier without hesitation, his attention fixed entirely on Hua Ren. The terrible truth crystallized in that moment: they were bound not by fate, but by war. An Omega could never submit to a Rebel Alpha. Yet destiny had other plans.