LOGINHe died cold and forgotten in a boardroom, then woke up choking on palace bathwater while his stepsister tried to finish the job. Welcome to hell, new body. Jay is now Prince Jayvyn, the royal family’s shameful, “too soft” Omega. The one they expect to spread his legs beautifully and die quietly. Fuck that noise. Three days until the Mate Selection, Jay does the impossible: he forces open his first cultivation meridian in secret, howling through the white-hot pain like the rules of Omegas don’t apply to him anymore. Now the kingdom’s most terrifying Alpha—General Kael Thorne, all brutal muscle and centuries of restrained hunger is looking at him like he wants to devour him whole. Kael has never wanted an Omega. Until Jay shows up. Two Alphas think they can claim him. One rebellious body that’s starting to ache for more than just survival. He died powerless once. This time, he’s going to make them beg for every inch of him.
View More"May I?" Kael asked."May you what?""Scent you properly. You're suppressing your pheromones. I can tell. But I want to know what you actually smell like under the cultivation energy."Jay's mind raced. He's asking permission. That means he wants it, and also to know if we're compatible.Which means I have power here.Every instinct said this was dangerous. Letting an Alpha into personal space was an invitation to claim.But refusing would make Kael suspicious. And a suspicious Alpha was unpredictable.Let him smell. Let him want. Want is leverage."Fine," Jay said. "But you don't touch.""Agreed."Kael leaned in. His nose traced the line of Jay's throat without making contact—close enough that Jay could feel breath heat.Jay's body responded immediately. Warmth pooling low in his belly. Omega biology screaming yes, this Alpha, claim claim claim—His mind stayed cold. Calculating.He's restraining himself. That tremor in his hand—he wants to touch and isn't. Good. The more he wants an
The black crystal sat on Jay's desk like a curse.He'd made it back to his chambers—calling them that was generous. The "Crown Prince's quarters" were a joke. One room in the east wing that barely qualified as servant's housing. A bed. A desk. A window overlooking the kitchen waste.No guards outside his door. No attendants. Nothing to indicate royalty lived here except the title everyone used to mock him.Jay locked the door. Sat at the desk. Stared at the crystal pulsing with dark light.[ANALYZE ITEM?]"Yes."Might as well commit to talking to the invisible video game interface.[SHADOW KING'S CALLING CRYSTAL][EFFECT: ESTABLISHES SOUL LINK WITH SHADOW REALM SOVEREIGN][WARNING: ACTIVATION IS IRREVERSIBLE][WARNING: SHADOW KING CAN TRACK YOUR LOCATION ONCE ACTIVATED][WARNING: SECOND ALPHA MATE WILL KNOW WHEN YOU ARE IN DANGER][RECOMMENDATION: DO NOT ACTIVATE UNLESS YOU WANT HIS ATTENTION]Jay laughed—harsh sound in the empty room. "His attention. Like I have a choice in any of th
Jay made it three steps before his body tried to kill him.The pain hit like a punch to the gut—sharp, twisting, spreading fire through his abdomen and lower. He grabbed the nearest pillar, gasping as his skin flushed hot enough that the water still clinging to his clothes started to steam.What the—His body wasn't listening to him. Heat poured through his veins, thick and suffocating. His thighs were slick with something that definitely wasn't water.[WARNING: OMEGA HEAT CYCLE DETECTED][TIME UNTIL FULL MANIFESTATION: 4 HOURS][SURVIVAL PROBABILITY WITHOUT ALPHA MATE: 3%][SURVIVAL PROBABILITY WITH FORCED BONDING: 8%][RECOMMENDATION: SUPPRESS IMMEDIATELY]"Suppress how?" Jay ground out through clenched teeth.His new body was pumping out pheromones—sweet, desperate, wrong. Everything his CEO brain labeled as weakness. Everything that screamed vulnerable prey.Jayvyn's memories supplied context: Heat. Omega biology. Happens every three months. Without an Alpha bond, your body will t
The boardroom was silent, nobody dared look up to Jay's father. Almost twenty people around the mahogany table and not one of them was looking at Jay.His father sat at the head—silver-haired, sharp-suited, the kind of man who'd built an empire through blood and cruelty. Richard Venturi hadn't looked at his son in three months. Not since Jay's proposal to expand into renewable energy got shot down in favor of Marcus's oil investments.Marcus. His stepbrother. Sitting across the table wearing a smile that promised Jay's destruction."The board has reviewed both proposals," Richard said, not even pretending this was a fair fight. "Marcus's acquisition strategy shows stronger short-term returns.""Short-term." Jay kept his voice level despite his hammering heart. "My proposal projects thirty percent growth over five years with half the environmental impact—""We're not running a charity organization, Jay." His father's tone was the same one he'd use to discuss disappointing quarterly rep






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