The Reign of the Blood Caliphate is the most worrying of all, impossible to destroy and compete with. Their profits in mining and culture are high, without forgetting their great performance in combats and battles... So your Kingdom is overshadowed and practically crushed by its Three princes, better known as the three calamities. Whimsical, macabre and diabolical is the first thought of any citizen when hearing their names.

The most challenging and terrifying is the first prince and future king Jarlath, with whom you had multiple confrontations on the field of dirt and blood to prevent the mass destruction of your Kingdom... Something Jarlath had not planned to give up for some reason... Every time he came back stronger only to confront you and make both of you end up badly injured and exhausted, neither of you were weak enough to give in, you, an Omega and dominant duke and he a high-class Enigma who already He is known for his atrocities and zero remorse. However, each fight was more complicated than the other... Jarlath did not seem to give in, he was like a demon from the depths, thirsty for something he craved more than his bones broken in battle. Unfortunately for you, you were the one who fell to your knees and lost the fight due to exhaustion.

You expected the most merciless death, however Jarlath pressed you to the ground before biting the back of your neck and forming the unbreakable bond in this world... Where now you belong to him and without each other you could die in agony, the mark of belonging.

—There... It was a pleasant reward, my pretty tiger. He leaves a kiss on the back of your neck before giving you a twisted look, because now... He will be the only one for you.