Mga Web Novel na Werewolf at mga Kuwentong Omega Twist

"I'm not going to touch you." My voice comes out rougher than I mean it to, thick with everything I'm holding back to say it steady. "Not unless you ask me to”.— "I might not have a choice much longer."—“You will," he says, though I can hear, underneath it, that he isn't entirely certain he believes it either. ___She hid what she was for ten years. His wolf found her in one night. Omegas don't get to choose. They're found, they're sold, they're claimed and Juni has spent her whole life making sure no one finds her first. Until Alpha Kieran Voss does. He doesn't bid on her. He doesn't claim her. He locks his door, stands guard, and lets her survive her first heat with nothing but water and distance. He is the first man who's ever given her a choice instead of taking one. She tells herself it's just the heat talking. She's wrong. His wolf recognized her the moment he was her and it was a bond so strong even his own pack has never seen its like. When he finally marks her to save her life, it doesn't calm the storm inside her. It wakes it up. Because Juni was never just running from a debt, or a cruel Alpha, or an auction block. She's the last of a bloodline the Moon Goddess marked generations ago — the reason the entire Selection system exists in the first place. And the men who buried that bloodline once will do anything to bury it again. He swore he'd never claim her without her choosing him first. He's about to learn that choosing him and surviving it might be two different things.

“My turn, boys.” Alpha Xorax’s voice was pure command as Prince Vaelin and Prince Kaelen pulled their lips from my nipples. The king pressed his full weight over me, thick cock nudging against my already stretched, slick hole. “Take all of my dick, Asher… while my boys watch.” I am Asher, a wolfless Omega, and the youngest son of King Alpha Akoon. Sold by my own brothers, dragged through slave markets, and delivered to the one man I spent my entire life hating. King Alpha Xorax of the West. He claimed me and used me. Ruined me for anyone else. And somewhere between the hate, the heat, and the way his sons touched me like I belonged to all three of them… I ended up carrying his child. Now I have the power, control, and the ear of the most dangerous king on the continent. My damn brothers have no idea that the wolfless Omega they sold for gold is coming back for them.

"I, Alpha Jace of the Makasi Moon Pack, refuse to let this fat thing be my Luna." "And I—" My voice cracked, stammering through the agony. "I, Ophilia of the Makasi Moon Pack — refuse to accept the Alpha's rejection." They called me the fat maidservant nobody wanted. Then the moon goddess made me the mate of the Alpha heir — and he rejected me in front of four hundred wolves rather than claim me as his own. I'm Ophilia. Nine years I served the Draven royals in silence, swallowing every insult, every slap, every reminder that I would never be enough. So when Alpha Jace looked at my body like it was something to be ashamed of and refused me on that platform, I didn't break like they wanted me to. I stood back up. I refused his rejection right back — binding him to me forever, whether his pride could stomach it or not. They beat me. They tore the only thing my dead parents left me from my hand. They hunted me through the woods like an animal. They should have killed me when they had the chance. Because I'm not the same girl who ran into those trees. I have a new face, a new name, and a secret bloodline old enough to burn their entire throne to the ground. I'm going to walk back into that packhouse, take back everything they stole from me — and if the Alpha who called me unworthy falls in love with a woman he doesn't even recognize along the way? Good. Let him choke on it. He rejected the girl. He has no idea what's coming for the woman.