Generations ago, an omega king stole a prized alpha from the goddesses to take as his own.
As punishment, the nation of Croatens bears a curse in their name, never to know their love. When the third omega son of the Croatens' king finds himself captive and forced to fight for his life to entertain the lowest of the low, the goddess intervenes. But will her price be too much?
Askara has been shackled and outcast since the day of his birth. As he cried his first breath, his mother breathed her last, unable to answer one important question: What is Askara? Born with silvery skin and dark hair, sclera white as snow—he's no sun fae, for certain. Presumed to be a bastard, Askara lives with a kind beta couple until their bad choices leave him prisoner for a band of brigands. For a warrior blessed by the goddesses, carrying the lifeblood of vitalis in him, death is hard to come by. But when a feisty omega with more muscles than common sense skewers him on the battlefield, he falls head over heels.