Alpha Omega Remnant 2 Novels & Stories

The silence outside the room was heavy with anticipation, broken only by the sound of medical equipment and hushed voices of those that passed by. Finally, the alarms began to quiet down, and the medical team stepped back, their expressions that of pure exhaustion and relief. The doctor once again approached us, his face pale. "We managed to stabilise her," he said. "Her wolf is trying to heal her from the inside, but the damage she sustained is taking its toll on the both of them. I wish I could tell you she will be fine, but I can’t. As my Alpha, you deserve the truth no matter how painful that may be."

I was about to say something naughty to her ears when we heard an urgent knock on our door. “Who is it?” I shouted irritably as Lana kisses my neck. “Alpha,” Jericho called out, “The future Alpha of Purple Hill needs your presence immediately. “Why?!” I shouted angrily, as Lana places my hand on her exposed breasts. But instead of using my hand I bend my head and suck on her breasts. I let my tounge play with her now hard nipples, eliciting a soft moan from her. “It’s about rogue wolves,” Jericho said, “Dozens of dead rogue wolves.”

She squeezed her hold on the Mate Rejection Scroll she already signed, her voice cold and firm. "Declan Jordan," she said "I reject you as my Alpha Mate."

With a knock on the door wide open, I waited for the Alpha’s response, hoping that today, I would prove myself worthy of the pack’s honor. “Come!” Alpha Zodd’s thundering voice sounded from within. Slowly, I stepped in, and the sight I was met with almost made me stumble to the floor. Alpha Zodd was in bed with one of his mistresses. The woman lay on her back with legs wide spread upwards, and the Alpha had his head buried deep between her legs. The lady’s moans grew increasingly loud and uncomfortable. They were both fully naked, and the scene was intimate and felt very personal, a quick reminder of the differences between their world and mine.

“They haven't given you a name yet, I guess. That's okay, I'll bring you some food because I know you're starving." She gave me one last fake smile before slamming the door shut and vanishing from the room far enough to create an echo. Aside from a phone charger, an alarm clock, and some headache medication, the bedside tables were nearly empty when I turned to investigate the bedroom. The majority of Alpha's wardrobe was made up of button-up shirts and black jeans, so I went on to the closet area. The accessories exhibit was adorned with around twelve pairs of shoes, timepieces, and ties at its base. I questioned how he'd amassed such wealth.

Their gasps echo, their bodies arch before I RER rend him, his bones crack, blood pours, screen cracked. “Stop it!” I snarled, shifting back, my hand closing on his throat. My vision was red. “Turn it off, or you die.” “It’s done–” Tyler choked. His voice was a rasp. “The twins… they’re the Alpha’s rebirth.” Elara’s eyes glowed, and her wolf re-awoke a light more fierce even mirrored in Lyra’s gaze, their power surging. The runes pulsed in sync. I felt myself freeze, my grip on Tyler slackening, shock icing my veins. “They’re remaking the pack?”

My wolf, it appeared, placed the ultimate premium on transparent data streams, and what he had categorized as a minor tactical omission felt to my beast like sabotage, fabrication, and absolute betrayal. Re-establishing a binding contract with my wolf was going to require a massive amount of physical output on his part and a total database override from my side, but his inner wolf was entirely locked onto that objective. Somehow, he would finalize the bond. He respected my processing speed, he desired my physical frame, he honored my boundary lines, and the mutual respect was the dominant energy guiding his beast. "I left my high-frequency ear receiver somewhere near the armor storage locker

He let his fingers graze my arm as he leaned backward. “Alpha Oslo, you didn’t tell me you had such a prize at your home.” The Alpha said. That tone… “She is an omega, when were they ever prizes?” Alpha Oslo didn’t sound surprised by the visiting Alpha asking. I was forced to think they already forgot about their children and now have their attention set on me. Even if I wanted to leave, I couldn’t. The visiting Alpha crept his hands around my waist even as he was seated. “When they are unclaimed and smell of innocence like this one here.”

Alpha Luca of the Red River Pack, a young alpha who takes over after his father’s demise, lies between two she-wolves on his bed. One running her hands over his chest and kissing him, the other sucking him off, when the door suddenly flies open. He sighs in exasperation. “What is it now?” “Sorry to interrupt, Alpha.” His beta stands by the door, refusing to look at the naked she-wolves. “You were blocking me through the mind link…”

She called on the moon goddess to shine her light on the future Alpha and Luna when the light focused on both Dracah and Luna but suddenly it shied away form Luna, acknowledging only Dracah as the Alpha. “ That settles it. Kill the girl,” Alpha Remorah ordered but Dracah wouldn’t let the betas through. They couldn’t do anything to Dracah because he was the next Alpha so alpha Remorah gave them the go ahead to attack him. “ if you touch even one of these betas I will label you a traitor and you will never be Alpha!” Remorah threatened. “ Run! Luna run and don't look back” Dracah said, mind-linking with Luna while he tried to hold off the betas from catching up with Luna.