Aka Tau Omega 소설 & 이야기

“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.

She would rather remain mateless than be mated to anyone in the pack. "Look up, Aurora. Why don't you look up to know who your mate is?" Tanya said, a smile appearing on her face. Aurora knew she would have to look up, so she did. Looking up to her mate, who would make her or break her. What she saw was terrible; she despised who she saw. It was no other person than Kael! Did the goddess hate her, for being an omega? Or was the goddess punishing her for her past deeds?

And Donovan chuckled. "Probably a goat with pretty flowers as horns..." he shrugged. "Who knows?" he laughed. "Let him be..." I said, raising a hand. And they both kept quiet. The boy continued and kept on drawing, as his mouth now moved alongside his hands. "The Omega mark is a paradox..." he started, with his face stern. "A unique symbol that spreads both joy and darkness..." he explained, with his hands flying in an arc. "Like I said before, there exists a duality..." he chimed. "Because the moon as a crescent or as a whole isn't meant to be dark..." he mentioned, stressing the last word. "Yet their mark possesses one that is..." he cited.

" You're joking right, we have been together for three years. We were— " Ethan cut me off with a wave of his hands his eyes darting over me with an like I was trash " Aurora. I'm sorry. But I made up my mind a long time ago. You were a total waste of time. Come to think.of it. I'm the Alpha, having a pitiful omega beside me would be a shame." It struck me like a blast of cold air. Me? Pitiful? Waste of time? I couldn't understand what was going on. My eyes darted over to Alicia who still hadn't wore her clothes properly, her breasts half exposed and she was grinning. Enjoying my pain.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

I tsk and shake my head. “Temper, temper. You should really calm down.” He growls again and lunges at me, moving as fast as light, almost. I hold my hand out, right before he can touch me, and watch him suspended in the air. “We aren’t on that plane right now. You don’t control anything here; I do. Sit down.” I slowly drop my hand and watch his body fall to the ground. He struggles to get up again, but I let my aura wash over him. “Stay down!” My aura is heavy enough to crush even the strongest Alpha, and that isn’t him. He has always been an Omega wolf, and I’m making him feel that right now. His head drops to the ground under the weight of my aura. “Better.”

Maybe he thought I didn't hear him, because he repeated it. My mind began racing, faster than my heart pounding. I couldn’t answer it. I haven’t been able to create the formula, nor have I been able to find Kaela. “You can start when you’re ninety percent Omega.” The word came out of me. Tommy’s body went rigid. His fingers curled like he was holding onto some invisible rope. Suddenly I felt sick—my stomach twisting, nausea crawling up my throat. I knew what this meant to him. I knew how much he hated to be an Omega.

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

"Why would the moon goddess give me such a weakling as a daughter?" This has become his new but very old anthem ever since she was born, sparing her his most hateful and disgusted expression. Her sight alone mostly makes him want to puke on himself, he hated being referred to as her father. The only help he has ever done to her was not rejecting and disowning her as his daughter, saving her the grace of being the pack's worthless omega. "She should be thankful for that, at least." He always tells any one who dares to challenge his deep hatred towards her, shutting them up afterwards.