LOGINAt Calvin's command, the guards immediately surrounded Silas. Silas looked at the men, then at his unconscious friend. He knew fighting back right here would only cause more chaos, and he was already stripped of his title.Instead of fighting, Silas stood still. He did not charge at them. He simply lowered his hands and obediently let himself be led away by Calvin and his men.They pulled Silas out of the hospital through a private back exit, avoiding the main lobby. The guards shoved him into the back of a black SUV with tinted windows. Two large men sat on either side of him, keeping him tightly pinned, while Calvin climbed into the front passenger seat.The heavy doors slammed shut, and the vehicle sped away from the hospital.Inside the quiet car, Silas kept his face blank, but his mind was racing. He wasn't afraid of the physical pain Calvin might inflict on him. He was a soldier, and he could handle a beating. What truly terrified him was what Calvin found out about an omega. Wh
At Calvin's command, the guards immediately surrounded Silas. Silas looked at the men, then at his unconscious friend. He knew fighting back right here would only cause more chaos, and he was already stripped of his title.Instead of fighting, Silas stood still. He did not charge at them. He simply lowered his hands and obediently let himself be led away by Calvin and his men.They pulled Silas out of the hospital through a private back exit, avoiding the main lobby. The guards shoved him into the back of a black SUV with tinted windows. Two large men sat on either side of him, keeping him tightly pinned, while Calvin climbed into the front passenger seat.The heavy doors slammed shut, and the vehicle sped away from the hospital.Inside the quiet car, Silas kept his face blank, but his mind was racing. He wasn't afraid of the physical pain Calvin might inflict on him. He was a soldier, and he could handle a beating. What truly terrified him was what Calvin found out about an omega. Wh
Silas simply bowed his head, accepting the decree. Within minutes, the shocking news traveled like wildfire, whispering through the grand corridors and echoing across the entire palace grounds: ‘The Commander had been stripped of his title.’Silas hurried all the way back to his quarters, his blood boiling, the sheer humiliation and confusion burning through his veins. Beatrice trailed closely behind him, bursting into the room right on his heels."What is wrong with that woman?!" she demanded, pacing the floor in agitation. "How can she just relieve you of your duties like that? It makes no sense!""She's right," Silas muttered flatly.He didn't mean it, but he desperately needed to shut Beatrice up. She was the absolute last person he wanted to discuss Elara with. He knew deep down that there had to be a reason behind Elara’s cold, calculated cruelty, and he was dying to find out what it was, if only she would give him the chance.But as the reality of the situation began to settle
Silas read the message over and over again, the cold words burning into his retinas as he lay in bed. He spent the entire night tossing and turning, caught in a fitful, restless sleep that brought no relief.By the next morning, he couldn't take the confinement of his room anymore. He joined his men on the field to train them. He shouldn't have, his body was exhausted and his mind was a chaotic wreck but he desperately needed to put his thoughts at rest.More than that, he needed to get away from Beatrice. She had been pestering him relentlessly since sunrise, demanding they film cute videos for her social media, asking for petty kisses for the cameras, and forcing him onto occasional calls with the Prime Minister, who seemed determined to guide him through everything he needed to know to be a proper son-in-law in less than a day of engagement. But the distraction of the training field didn't stop the ache. Elara wasn't in the White House, she didn't stay over the night and her abse
There was a huge, roaring applause the moment she stopped talking. The clapping rolled through the grand hall in waves, some delegates cheering with genuine fervor while others joined in out of sheer political obligation, stunned by the sheer weight of her presence. As the ovation slowly died down, Elara turned her head, her sharp eyes finding her father standing near the upper tier."I am going to provide a stable government for my people," she said, her voice dropping into a deep, steady cadence that resonated across the room. "The people that my father will entrust me with in the future. Everyone deserves to have a place in my government. Too much discrimination is the reason why a young Alpha bullies a full-grown Omega with the mind that he has superiority over them. That is not disrespect. How can respect be based entirely on where you stand in the order? How do we move this nation forward? Let's call for change!!!"The crowd erupted again, the word ‘change’ echoing against the
"He doesn't have greed?" Calvin asked with a low, mocking chuckle, "For someone who dared touch what doesn't belong to him, and you say he doesn't have greed? The president's daughter, six years his senior.""When did our species start caring so much about ages?" Elara countered smoothly, her voice a sharp, dangerous thread beneath her public mask."Of course you won't care because he's an omega," Calvin hissed, his eyes catching the light from a nearby camera drone as he leaned closer, "What if I decided to have a taste of him? I want to know what a male omega tastes like."Elara paused in her tracks immediately. The sudden halt was almost imperceptible to the crowd, but the internal shift was seismic.Her entire body went rigid, a cold, predatory instinct flaring in her chest. For a split second, her protective Alpha aura threatened to bleed through the airwaves, but she forced it back down, plastering a warm, beautifully serene smile across her face as she looked up at him."Calv
He had been holding onto the elevator incident like a trump card, waiting for the perfect time to play it. If he could plant the seed of suspicion in Vance’s mind.“You think so too, Mr. President?” Calvin said, his voice smooth and oily. “Because I’ve noticed something strange since the elevator i
"What?" Calvin gasped, stepping forward. "Mr. President, wait—"The side doors burst open, and four heavily armed guards rushed in. They hesitated for a fraction of a second, seeing Elara standing there, but Vance’s eyes were final."I said arrest her!" Vance commanded. "Take her to the police cel
At this point, what about Silas? Isn't that why Silas hid it so well about his identity? If anyone found out he wasn't what he was supposed to be, he'd be dead. That had bothered her since the last time she blurted out; "I hate handsome men." Shamelessly, she had said it and his reply had shocked
The yard was a chaos of high-pitched screams and small, thundering footsteps. Silas was right in the middle of it, laughing more than Elara had ever heard him. He tried to pick them up one after another, his massive arms easily hoisting two toddlers at a time while the others clung to his legs like







