Unhinged Omega: A Dark Reverse Harem Omegaverse Romance (Ghost Alpha Unit Book 4)

The pristine white walls of the Surhiiran outpost rise from the stone that stretches on for miles around me, the wind whipping my dark gray military coat around my legs.

It’s clear I don’t belong here.

Not anymore.

Two guards in Surhiiran white approach, their rifles held at casual ready. Their steps falter when they get close enough to see my face clearly. To recognize I’m one of them. Perhaps a few even recognize who I am.

Who I was.

‘Halt,’ one commands in Surhiiran, though his voice wavers. ‘State your business.’

‘I am here for the omega being held in your custody,’ I reply in the same tongue, my accent flawless despite years away. Years of muting it and bending it around Reinmich’s harsher tongue. ‘The one delivered by Prince Hamsa.’

They exchange nervous glances. ‘There is no omega here,’ the second guard says carefully.

The words make my skin prickle with rage, but I keep my expression neutral. Years of practice make it easy to hide the fury building in my chest. The goddess knows Arthur Maybrecht has given me enough opportunities.

‘Explain.’

Another exchange of glances at my flat demand. More nervous shifting. These men know who I am. What I am capable of. What I have done.

‘The omega was here,’ the first guard admits. ‘But she was moved somewhere more secure.’

‘Moved.’ The word tastes like ash on my tongue. I scoff. ‘Somewhere more secure than a Surhiiran military facility?’

‘It was a direct order,’ he continues, sweat beading on his brow despite the chilly wind.

“Whose order?’ I demand.

His silence speaks volumes. So does the fact that he’s unwilling to meet my eyes.

My hand moves to my gun before I consciously make the decision. Both guards tense, but they don’t raise their weapons. They know better.

‘Take me inside,’ I command. ‘Now.’

‘We cannot allow you entry,’ the first guard says, his voice shaking slightly. ‘You know this.’

‘Why?’ I ask calmly, though I already know the answer. Can see it in the way they look at me, with that fear and disgust reserved for traitors.

The second guard’s lip curls. ‘Because you are no longer a member of the Surhiiran army,’ he mutters.

‘And?’ I prompt, taking a step closer. The first guard shifts nervously, but the second meets my gaze with open hostility.

‘Because you’re a traitor,’ he spits. The word echoes off the pristine walls.

‘What was that?’ My voice drops dangerously low. ‘I didn’t quite catch it.’

The first guard tries to intervene. ‘Sir, perhaps we should⁠—’

But the second guard cuts him off, shoulders squaring as he stares me down. ‘I said you’re a traitor to your own people. Everyone knows the story of the traitor prince who sold out his own blood. His own country.’

A laugh bubbles up from my chest, harsh and cold. Both guards tense at the sound.

Good. They should be afraid.

‘That is correct,’ I say, taking another step forward. ‘I am a traitor. My allegiance lies with something far greater than country or crown. And I will not hesitate to snuff out the life of any fool who stands between me and what I am owed. What Prince Hamsa promised me. A regent’s promise is his bond—whether it is given to a traitor or not.’

Their rifles come up in unison, but I’m already moving. My gun barks twice before they can squeeze their triggers. They crumple, white uniforms blossoming red.

More guards pour from the gates, drawn by the gunfire. Their bright uniforms make them easy targets. Each shot finds its mark. The first wave falls before they can even ready their weapons.

The second wave is more cautious, taking cover behind pillars and barricades. But I know this place. I helped design these defenses, after all. Their tactics are predictable, their movements telegraphed by years of the same drills.

I flank them easily, my boots silent on the polished stone. The first guard doesn’t know I’m there until my knife finds his throat. His blood sprays across the pristine wall in an arc of crimson, marking my path.

His fellow guard turns at the gurgling sound, eyes widening in recognition and terror when he sees me. ‘You⁠—’

My blade silences him mid-sentence. More bodies join the others littering the courtyard. More white uniforms bloom crimson like desert roses after a long rain.

I’m not surprised by my brother’s betrayal. After all, I betrayed him first.noveldrama

Blood demands blood.

It is one of the goddess’s most sacred tenets.

But that simple truth will offer him no absolution. No salvation.

The holding cells are eerily quiet when I reach them. My boots echo off the polished floors as I move from cell to cell, tearing doors open with increasing violence.

Empty.

All of them empty.

My rage builds with each door until I’m practically tearing the doors from their hinges. The metal screams in protest, but I barely notice the strain in my muscles. The pain is nothing compared to the burning bloodlust coursing through my veins.

A drunk cowers in one of the cells, scrambling away from me in terror. His ragged clothes mark him as an outsider. Probably caught scrounging around by the walls. I barely spare him a glance as I continue my search.

Then I catch it.

The faintest trace of her scent.

Moonlight.

I feel as if I’m in a dream as I follow that scent to an empty cell, lifting a discarded blanket from the narrow bed. I’m already inhaling deeply as I bring it to my face. The scent of her fills my lungs, makes my heart stutter in my chest.

She was here.

But not recently.

Not for a long time.

The blanket tears in my grip as fresh rage flares up in my chest. How dare they move her? How dare they take what is mine?

‘I will find you,’ I promise, my voice raw and rough with emotions I haven’t allowed myself to feel in years. The words echo off the empty cells, a vow and a threat wrapped into one.

Because it’s not just her I’ll find.

I’ll find my brother, too.

Plague.

And he will pay the price in blood.

I let the shredded blanket fall from my hands. It drifts to the floor like snow, like the ash that covered the Capital after I burned it to the damn ground.

For her.