Aka Tau Omega Novels & Stories

Athena and Grey hadn't spent a lot of money setting up The Omega Team offices. She'd contributed part of her retirement fund she'd cashed out at the police department, but the bulk of it had come from him, a nest egg left to him by his best friend killed in Afghanistan. They lived in the little two-bedroom house in West Tampa that had been Lucky's, comfortable and low maintenance. For the agency, though, they'd purchased an old warehouse in a commercial district. They'd walled off half of it for offices. The other held their sophisticated electronics and communications center. She'd told Grey when they had it set up she thought he might be able to run the entire country from there.

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

Rain said. "I can't do anything. If they don't want me then I can't force them to be with me, not that they will listen to me in the first place." Aurora said. "And I am not the luna of the pack, I can never be. I am just a normal omega. Maybe the moon goddess made some mistake while pairing me with them. Omega's don't get mated to the Alpha's. Our bond is a mistake, nothing less, nothing more." Aurora said but her own words were hurting her, she felt like she was speaking acid. It was burning her ears to hear those painful words from her own mouth but it was truth.

Everyone waited with hopeful anticipation, wanting to know how he would explain this to Amber, who clearly appeared upset and confused. Zack turned to his friends, seeking support in their gazes. However, all he saw was confusion on their faces. Emily, who had been looking down, felt increasingly pressured by the situation. The “omega” label that Amber had placed on her for so long continued to haunt her thoughts. Although she was the daughter of the Alpha, that small and powerless feeling remained firmly attached to her.

“I’ll let our Alpha and Luna explain everything to you when they get here. In the meantime, Fiona can catch you up on the pack. She has been waiting patiently to talk to you. She is also an omega, just like you.” What? An omega? That can’t be possible. I turn and look at Fiona. Before I can even ask, she smiles and says, “Yes. I’m an omega. We have a few of them here, including Luna Katelyn and Bridget, who will someday be a High Elder just like her mother.” The doctor clears his throat and adds, “I’ll leave you two to talk for a bit, but I’ll be back in when Alpha Wyatt and Luna Katelyn get here. If anything happens before then, let me know.”

That’s the worst part—it's like they want me to suffer for something that wasn't even my fault to begin with. I just turned eighteen for Christ sake! I wasn't the one that rejected him, he was the one that rejected me. Why?! Why!? Because I'm apparently, I'm not Luna material. Spoiler alert, I've been omega all my life. How can an omega from birth suddenly be Luna material? Define Luna material! “She’s not even that pretty.” Another girl says and I hear Elara's faint chuckle. “She’s… sweet, I guess," she says, "but the Alpha needs power. Not some soft-hearted little Omega.”

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

“And I didn’t summon you here for pleasantries. Tell me who you are and what you are exactly.” Her throat bobbed, and fingers curled into her top like they could hide her. “I’m Dextera Neville, an Omega of Bisclaveret Pack, under the reign of Alpha Kestrel Wagner, son of Nelson Wagner, Sovereign Of His Bloodline.” I folded my arms. “Save me the hierarchy. I want real answers. You know what I'm talking about, young lady.” “I… I don’t...” I cut her off. “What happened last night, Dextera? You’re a wolfless Omega as far as I know. That’s what your records from Bisclaveret said. You never shifted! But what I saw out there in those woods was not an ordinary shift.”

“Titus? And who is Titus? Easton burst out laughing, pretending not to know him. “Yes. You have met him before. He is the...” “Storm Wielder Wolf Pack Alpha.” Selena focused on him after he finished. “I do know him actually. He is highly popular among packs.” She nodded her head slowly. “But Titus did not send me here. He is the Alpha. Why would he want a mere Omega werewolf from a different pack like me when he has stronger betas with him?” “What exactly does an Omega mean?” “The lowest rank in the pack. More like slaves.”

She obviously isn't taking this seriously. Collins, my chosen Beta, clears his throat, "Uh, Alpha? You might want to calm down." I send him a glare, but he continues, "Look, your omega is finally here." My heart skips a beat at the term "my omega," and I can't explain why. But as I turn to see Aura running towards me, her petite frame exuding determination, my justified irritation falters. She looks like a teenager on their first run, about to collapse at any moment. And then, she does. Aura stumbles and falls, her legs giving out beneath her.