Novels by Omar

Layla's POVChristmas Eve arrived, and Alex transformed our penthouse into a winter wonderland.A majestic tree stood tall, adorned with sparkling ornaments and garlands.Soft candlelight illuminated the room, casting a warm glow.It felt heavenly!Alex took my hand, leading me to the balcony overlooking the glittering city.“Merry Christmas, Layla,” he whispered, his eyes shining.“Merry Christmas to you too, Baby.” I smiled.Below, a private orchestra played festive melodies.A champagne flute appeared in my hand, filled with golden bubbly.“To our forever Christmas together,” Alex toasted.I smiled, clinking my glass against his.As we sipped, a sleigh drawn by majestic horses glided onto the rooftop.“Alex, is this real?” I gasped.He chuckled. “I would do the unimaginable just for you.” We rode the sleigh above the city, stars twinkling above. Enjoying a great time together.“Wow!” I exclaimed in awe.“You deserve the best, Layla.” Alex smiled, placing a kiss on my neck.Upon re

Alexander's POVI took down the last attacker, my adrenaline pumping.“Done,” Larry said, panting.I nodded, scanning the area. “Let's get Layla to safety.”As we turned to leave, the stranger reappeared. “You think you've won?” he sneered.Is he even human? I wondered, with a smirk on my face. “I know I have.” I replied.Suddenly, one of our own security guards pulled a gun on us“Seriously, Jeff?” I raised an eyebrow. “You're joining the dark side?”Larry disarmed the traitor. “Guess we have a mole.”I glared at the guard. “You're fired. And going to jail.” I spat.Layla clung to my arm, her eyes wide. “Alex, how did this happen?”I smiled reassuringly. “Don't worry, I've got this.”Larry tackled the stranger, hitting his weak spot. The stranger snarled, struggling against Larry's grip. “You'll never be free. We will come for you, Alexander.”I chuckled. “I already have. You're just a pawn. And let them come. I'll handle them.”With the traitor neutralized, we escorted Layla to safe

Layla's POVI hugged Alex tightly, relief washing over me.“Thank you,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face.Alex stroked my hair. “I'll always find you.”I pulled back, smiling. “You're my superhero.”Alex chuckled. “Just your husband.”Larry approached, handcuffing the kidnapper. “Who is this guy?” He asked.“A stalker,” Alex replied. “We'll get him help.”The kidnapper glared at us. “You'll never be happy,” he spat.Alex raised an eyebrow. “Too late for that,” he said, grinning.I giggled.As we walked out, I spotted a tiny rat amidst the scattered papers.“Look!” I exclaimed.Alex smiled. “Guess our little hero distracted the kidnapper.”I laughed. You think the rat's a hero?”Alex nodded. “Definitely.”We shared a laugh.But as we drove away, I turned serious. “Alex, what if he's not the only one?”Alex's expression turned stern. “I'll protect you, Layla. Always.”I leaned into him. “Forever and always,” I whispered.Alex smiled. “Forever and always.”After the kidnapper's

Alexander's POVI rushed to Larry's location, my mind racing with worst case scenarios. What could be so urgent?As I arrived, Larry greeted me with a worried expression. “Alex, sorry to disturb your evening, but we have a major issue.”“What is it?” I asked, impatience creeping in.“Our servers have been hacked. Client data is at risk.” He replied.I cursed under my breath. “Get our tech team on it. Now.”Just as we began brainstorming solutions, my phone buzzed. An unknown number.“Hello?” I answered.“Alexander King.” A low, menacing voice replied on the other end.My instincts kicked in. “Who is this?”“You don't need to know. But you'll never see Layla again.” He replied.My heart plummeted. “What have you done with her?”“Let's just say she's...indisposed.” He grinned.Rage coursed through my veins. “Listen, you sick…”The line went dead.“Larry, I need to go!” I shouted, already sprinting back to the lake.Larry's concerned voice faded into the distance. “Alex, wait!”I dialed

Layla's POVThe next morning, Alex and I were snuggled on the couch, binge-watching our favorite show. I turned to him with a mischievous grin. “Alex?”“Yeah?” he replied, his eyes still on the screen.“I have a confession to make,” I said, trying to contain my excitement.Alex turned to me, raising an eyebrow. “What is it?”I took a deep breath. “I've been secretly taking dance lessons.”Alex's eyes widened in surprise. “What? Why?”I giggled. “I want to surprise you with a sexy dance for our anniversary.”Alex's face lit up with a bright smile. “That's amazing! But now I have to stop it.”I laughed. “Game on! But don't think you can outdo me.”The next thing, Alex disappeared into the kitchen. I heard strange noises, pots clanging, utensils tapping.“What's going on?” I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.“Surprise!” Alex shouted, emerging with a makeshift drum set.He began drumming, his eyes sparkling with excitement. I couldn't help but laugh.“You're crazy!” I exclaimed.

Alexander's POVTears streamed down my face as I heard Layla's whispering into my ears.“I will stand by you, Alex. Even if you decide to push me away.”My heart melted.I was selfish. I shouldn't have desired a family. It was too much for me to desire happiness with my family.I pretended to sleep, Layla's words echoing in my mind. She deserved better than a life filled with hospital visits and constant worry. But I couldn't bear the thought of losing her.As we arrived home, Layla helped me to my room, her silence a testament to her concern. I knew she must have done research on Hemophilia A, trying to understand the reality we faced.It wasn't as bad as she supposed. I have been taking care of myself since I was young. I let her think I was asleep, but I watched her through slightly opened eyes. Her determination and love were a healing to my soul.The next few days passed in a blur. Layla took care of me, nursing my hand back to health.I told her not to worry that it wasn't as

Natasha's POVThe meeting finally ended when my head was already aching. I sat back in my chair and listened as the last person spoke, nodding where needed, answering questions calmly even though my mind felt tired. We had covered land ownership, safety rules, leadership roles, and funding control. Nothing had gone wrong, but nothing had been easy either. Every decision came with arguments and doubt. Still, by the end of it, agreements were signed and dates were set.When everyone stood to leave, I remained seated for a moment, breathing slowly. It was done. At least the hardest part was done.I packed my files carefully and stepped outside. The air felt heavy, and the sun was already lowering. I got into the car, giving the driver a short nod.“Let’s go home.” I said.The drive back to the Pack felt longer than it should have. The road was clear, but my body was tense. My shoulders ached, and my thoughts refused to settle. I kept thinking of Jayden. I wondered if he had eaten well,

Ryan's POVThe house felt quieter after Natasha left. Not empty, just different. I stood for a while at the window, watching the convoy disappear down the road. I knew she would be fine. She always was when she set her mind on something. Still, knowing that did not stop the tight feeling in my chest.Jayden shifted in my arms, making a small sound. I looked down at him and sighed softly.“It is just you and me now.” I said.He stared up at me, his eyes bright and curious, as if he understood every word. I carried him to the living room and sat on the floor, leaning my back against the couch. I spread a soft mat and placed his toys around us. Jayden kicked his legs happily, grabbing at a small wooden block and shaking it.“You are too happy for someone who just lost his mother for the day.” I said lightly.He answered with a soft laugh, the sound filling the room in a way nothing else could. I smiled without thinking, moments like this made everything else slow down.I picked him up a

Natasha's POVI sat across from Ryan in his study, my hands folded on my lap, my heart beating fast but steady. Jayden was already asleep upstairs, and the pack house had gone quiet. This was the best time to talk. Ryan was relaxed, leaning back in his chair, his jacket off, sleeves rolled up. He looked at me like he always did when he was ready to listen, not rushed, not distracted.I took a slow breath. I needed him to understand this was important to me, not just an idea that would fade with time.“I have been thinking about something for months.” I said. “I didn’t want to speak until I was sure.”Ryan nodded. “Go on, I’m listening.”I shifted forward in my chair. “I want to build an Omega Forum. a real one, not just a place where omegas gather to complain or hide. A place with structure, protection, and purpose.”His eyes sharpened slightly, not with anger, but with interest that gave me courage.“Omegas are always spoken for.” I continued. “Decisions are made over their heads;

Natasha's POVI was packing the last of Jayden's things into the diaper bag when Ryan walked into the bedroom carrying their suitcase."Did you remember his stuffed bear?" Ryan asked, setting the suitcase by the door."Already in the bag." I replied, zipping it closed."Along with extra diapers, wipes, bottles, his blanket, and enough baby food to last a week."Ryan laughed. "We are only going for four days.""Better to have too much than not enough," I said, lifting the bag. "Trust me on this."We had decided to take a trip to the cabin by Crystal Lake, about three hours north of pack territory. It was a place Ryan's family had owned for years, quiet and peaceful, surrounded by forest and water. After everything they had been through, we needed this time away.Jayden was already in his car seat, playing with a plastic ring toy. He looked up at them and smiled, showing his few tiny teeth."Ready to go, little man?" Ryan asked, adjusting the straps of the car seat.Jayden babbled in re

Ryan's POVThe morning sun felt warm on my face as I walked through the pack grounds. The sound of hammers and saws filled the air. Pack members were everywhere, working together to rebuild what had been destroyed during the attack.I stopped near the training grounds where a group of young wolves were fixing the damaged fence. They looked up when they noticed me approaching."Alpha Ryan.” One of them said, wiping sweat from his forehead. "We should have this section done by tonight.”"Good work, Marcus," I said, patting his shoulder."Take breaks when you need them, we are not in a rush."He smiled and nodded. "We want to get it done fast to show that we are stronger than before."I moved on, making my way toward the main hall. The building had taken the most damage, but now I could see the new walls going up. The structure was solid, better than what we had before.Elder Thomas stood near the entrance, looking over some plans with two other pack members. He saw me and walked over.

NATASHA’S POVThe house was quiet in the way it only ever was after something terrible had happened and somehow passed. The lights were dim. The baby monitor sat on the nightstand, the soft sound of our son breathing steady and calm. I stood in the bedroom, my back to the door, my hands resting on the edge of the dresser.I could still feel the fight in my body. Not the painbthat was manageable but the tension. My muscles felt tight, like they were waiting for something else to go wrong.Ryan closed the door behind him.“Did he fall asleep?” I asked without turning.“Yes.” He said. “He didn’t even fuss.”I nodded. “Good.”There was a pause I heard his footsteps, slow and careful, stopping a few feet behind me.“You shouldn’t be standing.” He said. “You need to rest.”“I know.” I replied. “I just needed a minute.”He came closer his hands settled on my waist, gentle and warm. He didn’t press he didn’t pull he just stayed there.“You scared me today.” He said quietly.I exhaled. “You sc