Alpha Omega Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I couldn't even open my eyes. "I told you I always want my coffee at room temperature!" I could hear his footsteps as he walked towards me while I tried to roll away, "Were you planning on burning my tongue?" "I am sorry Alpha." I sniffed with tears rolling down my cheeks as I tried to stand up, "You wanted it immediately and-" I stopped talking the moment I heard the clinking of metal and I squinted to see that he was removing his belt, "No!" I shook my head in despair trying to get away from him, "No, please."

And now, with Sofia and Alex. "The Alpha, huh?" Sofia growled, her wolf form dissolving back into her human figure. "Seems you’ve heard it yourself, Alex. The Alpha has been the one pulling the strings behind all of our backs.” She went ahead to narrate everything they had discovered so far. Alex and his wife’s faces turned from horrification to surprise and then, from surprise to horrification. “T—The real Alpha is dead?” Alex stammered, gawking in disbelief.

Ophelia's POV "I am Ophelia Starkingstein, daughter of the late Beta Harrison of Stormridge Pack.” He remained silent for several seconds after I spoke. Although I kept my head lowered in submission, I felt the weight of his Alpha aura settle over me as he assessed every word I spoke. "What is an omega doing alone near a restricted border at this hour?" he asked calmly, quiet authority woven through his voice. I swallowed hard and tightened my fingers around the fabric of my dress.

And now he was trying to kiss me with the same lips that had touched her. I shoved him hard. He lost his balance and tumbled off the bed, staring up at me in disbelief. "What's your problem? I told you, it was nothing. Every Alpha has a side piece or two. Why can't you handle it?" The look on his face — like he'd done nothing wrong — made my blood run cold. No. I couldn't handle it. I couldn't handle the betrayal of the man I loved — especially not when the other woman was someone I'd put through school.

“Don’t fool yourself, Anya.” Tears streamed unchecked down my cheeks. “I didn’t—please, I would never—” “Save it.” His tone cracked like thunder. He straightened, his shadow swallowing me whole. “I, Alpha Rowan of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Anya Voss, as my mate and Luna.” The words hit me like claws tearing through flesh. Pain exploded in my chest, radiating outwards, shredding me from the inside. I gasped, clutching at my heart, trying to hold myself together as the fragile bond tore apart.

My hands tremble, and I grip them tightly. “A…Alpha.” I stuttered out softly, looking into his eyes. He said nothing, just studied my eyes, and face. I continue to tremble, unsure what he’s going to do or say. Finally he speaks. “What is your name?” He growls, and my heart breaks. He doesn’t even remember me. “Ch…Chastity Bloomfield, sir.” I respond, trying to hold back tears. “Well Chastity Bloomfield, I am an Alpha, and I cannot have a lowly Omega as a mate. I will be seen as weak. My pack seen as weak. I cannot, and will not have that.”

With Ashly's scent in the room, Alex the wolf was clawing at him, wanting him to take his Omega and make sweet love to him. "No! You can't leave me like this. Please, Alpha, please! Just hold me for a few minutes; the cramps hurt so much. Hold me." Ashly's voice was so hoarse from the screaming and whimpering. She needed water, but Ashly wouldn't let Alex leave the room. She never imagined that Alpha would find her so unattractive, but damn, it's killing her.

The last few days have been rough. Alpha Valen has been trying to talk to me about the date he went on. All he’s giving me is excuses. He couldn’t say no because it was Beta Graven, and they are friends. What I think it really comes down to is Alpha Valen not wanting to admit he has an omega as his fated mate. Either way, it was wrong for him to go through with the date because he has a fated mate. He is the Alpha Supreme. He doesn’t have to do anything he doesn’t want to, even if it’s his Beta and best friend.

Despite noticing their reaction, Kael's expression remained unchanged and he started up the staircase, his boots making soft sounds against the floor. Only after he had disappeared up the stairs did the whispers begin. "Oh my goddess," one of the maids hissed, finally setting the vase down carefully. "Did you all see that? The Alpha. He... He was carrying her!" "I thought I was seeing things!" Another one said, nearly dropping her rag. "He really was. Since when does Alpha Kael touch anyone, let alone an omega?" "I know, right? He doesn't even look at people or talk much with people, less off carrying one around like that!"

I exclaim, anger rising. "That's rich coming from an omega who has ruled as Alpha for 8 years before being replaced by our present Alpha," she retorts, her eyes glinting. "Enough!" I yell, furious. "You're not going to be Alpha, and that's final. And about the scholarship issue, there's nothing you can do about it. My son isn't dead yet, so you get nothing. No power, no money," I spit out, trying to regain control. But Octavia just bursts into laughter.