The Warlord Alpha's Scarred Sacrificial Mate

“I was a top ER doctor from the 21st century, but I woke up on a cold stone slab. I had been reincarnated as an ugly, scarred Omega, sent by my adopted family to be buried alive as a human sacrifice for the dying Warlord Alpha. To avoid being buried with a corpse, I used my medical knowledge to expose that the Alpha was actually faking his coma. But instead of sparing me, he nearly choked me to death and threw me into the kitchens to rot. His "true love" even tried to drain my blood under the guise of a fake cure. When I exposed her lies and proved I was the only one who could truly save him, he agreed to let me treat him. But as a reward, he dragged a silver blade across my wrist and ordered twenty brutal lashes. "A lesson," he sneered, watching me bleed. "To remind you who is master." I endured the agonizing whipping without a single cry, my back torn to shreds. Why did my desperate attempts to save my own life only earn me endless torture from this monster? Bleeding and near death, I looked at his terrified executioner and spun my greatest lie yet. "Your Warlord isn't poisoned. He's infested by a parasite eating his soul." As the executioner dropped to his knees in terror, I closed my eyes and entered my hidden medical space to heal my wounds. From this moment on, the rules of this deadly game were mine to make.”