Alpha & Omega Cleaning Services Novels & Stories

The heavy steam inside the Silver Cascade Room rose up like a thick white wall, but the real heat came from the massive Alpha wolf standing behind me. Alistair Greymark reached around my front, his thick, heavy length pressing tight into the crevice of my soapy ass cheeks while his rough hands worked the herbal suds into my hair. Every single stroke of his fingers against my scalp felt like pure electric fire, sending wild sparks straight down my spine to the tight, aching core of my male omega body.

My jaw clenched so hard my teeth creaked, rage coiling like a serpent in my gut. Maids burst in, bucket sloshing, dress folded neatly, eyes wide with terror at the sight of me hovering over a Crescent enemy. The eldest, Mira, hesitated at the bed’s edge, voice trembling. “Alpha, we’ll clean her—” “Get out.” I didn’t look up, dipping a cloth in steaming water, wringing it with hands that shook only once. “All of you. Now.” They fled, door slamming behind them. I worked alone, wiping mud and blood from pale skin, tracing the crescent tattoo on her neck—delicate, damning, a brand of the pack I’d spent years hating.

_________ The moment we stepped into the hallway, we were bombarded with greetings from a few of the pack omegas who had basically devoted their lives to serving as our maids. “Alpha, good morning,” they all said in reverence. "What? I don't get a greeting too?" Alex pouted like the big baby he was. The irritation on my face must have given me away because he was back to taunting me again. Just as we reached the double doors, a low growl sounded down the western wing. I stopped. Alex did too. That wing was supposed to be cleaned, and locked… hours ago. “I thought you locked that hall,” I said coldly.

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.

Clayton added. “I think we will,” I replied with a nod. Matty returned and escorted our new arrivals to the conference room. Seven more Alphas arrived with their men: Colin, Neil, Martin, Craig, Paul, John, and Kyle. Aside from John, who was in his late fifties, the others ranged in age from twenty to thirty-five. John was another older alpha without a filter. When he and Alpha Bruce got together, it was always bad. They tended to feed off one another and could be very disrespectful, especially towards women. My mother disliked both of them with a passion.

My lips parted into a large smile Oh... Adam, you are such a genius. I took a deep breath before rushing to the basement. Since I'm an Omega, I'm obliged to serve and clean the room of the Alpha right..? So...I quickly grabbed some cleaning equipments. After that, I made my way back to the Alpha's room. "Moon Goddess, please give me courage," I said a quick prayer. I know what am about to do is gonna cost me my neck once the alpha finds out

Alpha Casper had no respect for the other Alphas in his heart. He even had them stay at the servants quarters, saying that it was a place specially made for them to stay in during the Gala. If they knew the truth behind it, won't that be enough to initiate war against the Alpha prime? "Also, if there is anything those people left behind, make a list of it and let me know later. I will decide if they should be sent back or donated." Caspian said and went to his bedroom and locked the door. Oliver collected a few house staff and went to the quarter to clean up the things left behind. As he was cleaning up the room, he stumbled upon a wallet. It was a feminine wallet.

But I knew he wouldn't like that. “My wolf needs you around,” I told him honestly. “That means you will stay around and out of my way.” I saw his face fall and kicked myself internally. Unknown to him, I was actually saving him from the pack's wrath. If anyone caught a whiff he was my mate, they would pick on him more than they already do. Not just because he is a male, but for his unfortunate birth status. Omegas are a rare, lowly breed of werewolves. They are basically the size of a dog and rarely make it to adulthood. In most packs, they are killed immediately after birth but my mother, the great Luna of Green Hill pack, stopped the archaic tradition in our pack. But I am not powerful eno

I looked at him for any answers but he kept his face straight. The place was filled up with different Alphas all impreccably dressed up and chatting happily with glasses of wine in their hands. Once Blair and l stepped inside with his hand in my own ,all eyes i'mmediately fall on us. Of course that was expected, he was among the known Alphas and the omega Luna. With their eyes all on us , l inwardly wanted to turn on my heels and run away. At some point it all looked like some kind of joke. I was just an omega and now every one was going to Know me as the Luna.

" I said with finality and a firm voice. He just stood there looking at me, and after a few minutes of staring contest, he said, "Fine! See to it that you behave yourself. Keep in mind that, besides being your mate, I am also the alpha here. Don't embarrass me. " "Oh, one more thing. Clean this room. I don't want any other shewolf's scent to linger in our room. " I said, looking at him angrily. "I never banged any wolves in our room." The scent may be from the omega who cleans it. And how do you know that this is my room? "