Novel & Cerita Alpha And Omega Series

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

It wasn't calm, it wasn't controlled, but it was. Hungry. Her alpha scent rose first, low, commanding, and in demand. It carried that instinctive edge, that want, reaching out for something it believed it needed. And beneath it, her omega scent also responded, wanting the same. She stiffened, the combined pull of both sides, focused in one direction, one person, and the one scent her body reacted to the strongest. Kael. Her alpha side wanted to go after him, to take, to claim, to demand, and her omega side wanted to follow, to submit, and to also answer to its desire.

"I was just following guidelines. She's a low-level Omega. She can barely shift." The snarl that ripped through the Alpha's chest was terrifying. He took a threatening step toward the guard, preparing to unleash his anger on him. A tall, olive skinned man quickly stepped in between the two of them. He held out his hand in a surrender motion, eyeing them both carefully. "I will suggest you be more careful with your words if you'd like to keep your head, Smith." He commented towards the guard before completely disregarding him and turning to face the Alpha. He lowered his voice as he addressed him, "Is it true? She's your mate?"

Murmurs erupted like wildfire in the crowd. Their curious eyes roamed the slaves, and a few frowned on them while many Alphas had their eyes set on the omega females. A decade. That’s how long it had been since anyone laid eyes on a true female omega. Now, dozens walked in chains, wounded, silent, and in their prime. Ripe, pristine, and dangerously beautiful. A primal hunger sparked behind some of the Alpha's eyes. Their stares slithered like snakes across Freya's warriors. One Alpha couldn’t resist. He leaned to another, chuckling under his breath. “Prime little sluts.”

Hey readers, Alpha’s Weak Omega is over now. I'll start the Book 2- You Are My Enemy. This book is going to be continuation of Alpha’s Weak Omega but the main characters would be different. I hope you all liked the book so far and would love the 2nd book as well.

That moment shattered when Alpha returned. He stepped back onto the patio, transforming from his massive obsidian wolf with silent, stunning speed. He was magnificent, towering, his body slick with sweat and the residue of his powerful run, clad only in his dark briefs. He moved toward the doors, but paused, his gaze fixing on me. His eyes, dark and sharp, lacked their usual chilling amusement. They held a strange, confusing intensity, almost a softness that made my breath catch. “You look less ghostly. Did you obey, Omega?” His voice was rougher than usual, deeper, carrying the residual energy of his run.

Chris looked at her in disbelief. “I see you want to have me banished and lose my hard work as a doctor for this foreigner. She doesn’t belong here, and we cannot trust any stranger from another pack, let alone an alpha wolf and an alpha’s daughter,” Dr. Chris stated, and my blue eyes widened in shock. “Wait! What did you say? I am an Omega she-wolf, not an Alpha wolf,” I corrected him, even though I knew that he doesn’t like me. “Are you seriously kidding me? You are an alpha wolf with a very strong bloodline in your veins, and you’re calling yourself an omega... Haha,” Dr. Chris laughed, and he marched up to my bed to meet me.

The moment I stepped in, I was engulfed in the presence of two almighty Alphas. One was Alpha Damon, and the other was Alpha River. "Damon, you really have to admit that your Omegas are nothing but bunch of useless people." Alpha River began. "Because if they aren't, how can twenty or more than that of them not be able to find one single person?!" He turned angry expressions at the maids that were all kneeling on the floor, their heads bowed, and their bodies shaking. I couldn't blame the Omegas for their reactions as it was obvious that anyone would tremble when they were in the presence of such two powerful personnel. I knew I would be too if I happened to fall on the bad sides of those tw

I shuddered at the intensity in his voice, but he seemed to notice and softened. "What's your name?" Alpha Ryker inquired as we settled into the car, waiting for his team to update him. "Flora Evers," I replied softly. "The Evers? From Whitewood Pack? They're of omega lineage, aren't they?" He probed. I remained silent, and he didn't push further. "Alpha, all the women have been freed and are being cared for in our pack's infirmary," reported a man who approached the car. By his build and demeanour, I guessed he held the beta rank.

"Zara Winters is our mate." The silence exploded into chaos. Voices overlapped - shock, outrage, disbelief. I caught fragments of conversations: "The servant girl?" "But she's just an omega..." "This can't be right..." "SILENCE!" Liam's roar shook the chandelier. The pack immediately quieted, instinct forcing them to submit to their new Alpha. I felt trapped, cornered. My wolf was torn between submission to our mates and the overwhelming urge to run. The room spun slightly. "Breathe, little one," Noah murmured, suddenly at my side. His hand found the small of my back, steadying me.