Alpha V Omega Novels & Stories

The slow burn of his touch was turning my fear into a thick, suffocating haze of electric tension. "An Omega does not survive eighteen years of poison," Vaelin rasped, his face dipping low until his lips brushed the shell of my ear, his breath hot and searing against my sensitive skin. "An Omega does not make my beast bow to her simply by waking up in my bed. You are an Alpha, little wolf. And your blood demands to be felt."

His eyes were bloodshot, he was so angry he wanted to cry. Everyone around him were betas and alphas so their eyes rolled back hearing Davi’s words. The same staff that said they could find the brand owner stepped up and said, “You’re an omega, it's normal that alphas will touch you.” It was said nonchalantly and like it was his fault.

Dawn questioned her father, asking, "What did you mean by that?" “I mean, why would Malachi bother chasing an omega woman?” Joseph says with disgust. Dawn arrived, and disbelief washed over everyone at the table; shock reigned supreme. Dawn was distressed by her father's cruel and disrespectful treatment of wolves based on their social standing. The distinction between Alphas and Omegas lies solely in the power that makes Alphas powerful leaders. Omegas, despite their weakness, remain individuals deserving of respect. "That was incredibly rude, Dad. Why did you say that about someone?" Disgust was clear in Dawn's eyes as she asked.

Then, in the rain, she strips. Victor knows what's coming, frozen to the spot, unable to run or look away. The Omega screams in pain, voice lowering to a register fit for an animal. It's pure agony in her glowing sapphire eyes as her bones snap, wet and fleshy, white hair sprouting over the whole of her bodice, as she gets on all fours. Her Wolf is the same as Victor's, large, primordial, ferocious. The Alpha's ten seconds are up.

“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.

I asked as I stood up from the ground and gradually walked towards him. " My Government, doctor Ronald. I know what you must be thinking, is the US authority aware of this experiment going on? Well, the answer is no. This is all my doing, the US government was too idiotic to take up the offer, so I did. I couldn't resist the idea of creating a genetically modified hybrid from the two most rare and unique creatures, Vampires and werewolves. Isn't that mind-blowing?" He furrowed his eyebrows, and gazed at me, before lighting a stick of cigarette, took a whiff then leaned and puffed it on my face.

I could hardly wait for the journey ahead. The End Thank you for reading Three Alpha’s Wolfless Omega! Remember to drop a beautiful review.

She pulled Jessica behind her and walked out on her own, " Have you said enough? I'm really tired of all your Grade-based discrimination talk. How shameless. " "No one ever seems to doubt the saying that Alpha is by nature the strongest, bravest, smartest, kindest werewolf. Omega is the weakest, most cowardly, stupidest, most vicious werewolf. But I would love to ask you guys, is every Alpha you see in your daily life really that perfect? Is every Omega really that bad? "

My wolf was laughing like a hyena in my head because he loved her feisty response. “You will show me respect! I’ve been an alpha since before you were born!” Alpha Bruce spat out while standing from his chair. His face had turned bright red from how enraged he was. “I’ll show you respect when you earn it, and so far, you’ve done nothing to help your case,” she replied pointedly, while also standing from her chair. She locked her eyes with his in a silent battle for dominance. After a few minutes, Alpha Bruce looked away, and the anger on his face was still very much present. The thing was, Sophia was above other alphas because of her royal bloodline. I wasn’t surprised that he couldn’t maint

“G-Get out!” Carlos blinks out of the stupor. “W-what, no, I’m not—” “Get. Out. Omega ,” the silver alpha snarls, voice raspy from disuse. It sends shivers up Carlos’s spine. . TBC