Alpha X Omega Reader Novels & Stories

Without caring for the consequences of my actions, I pushed her away from me with all the strength I had, and scrambled to my feet, wiping furiously at my mouth. “What’s wrong with you?!” I roared, anger quickly transforming to rage. “That was sexual assault, Annalise!” But Annalise wasn’t looking at my face. Instead, her eyes were directly in line with my crotch. “You’re not hard,” she whispered. “How are you not hard? Everyone gets hard because of me! You’re an Alpha, I’m an Omega. You’re supposed to get hard for me!” “Get out of my house!” I screamed before I could do something like hit her, as I was sorely tempted to. “Get the fuck out!”

There were so many bookcases inside the room, and it was filled with books which means the Alpha is a reader type. ‘But it's dusty, I wonder if he last read it during his teenage years,’ she mused, walking toward the bookcase, observing the books. Most of the books are just about business, and science quantum. The only fiction books are just some Shakespeare books like Romeo and Juliet, Hamlet…and… Wait, is that twilight over there? ‘He’s reading twilight?’ the Omega muttered as she picked it. Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history.

His first time as an omega had been confusion and heat and something he still didn't have a clean word for. His body had learned the wrong lesson. He wanted to unlearn it. A real partner. Somewhere quiet to come home to. A version of himself that didn't flinch at his own memories. Alex didn't have to be part of that picture. He told himself that firmly. Then Emma smiled at him open, unhurried and Kai made himself smile back. This works. Make it work. That's when it registered. Prime Alpha. Emma's designation had been in the back of his mind all night, but it hit different now. Same rank as Alex. Same pull in the air, subtle but unmistakable.

“Dusk is here with a healer and an Alpha, yes? You can handle it. Any threat that enters this pack will regret it.” I blinked at the book in his hands. “Dad… what are you even reading?” He held up the cover. “A novel. ‘THE ALPHA’S REKINDLED BOND.’ Apparently, it’s about an Alpha who dumped his Omega mate, went crazy, and then magic brought her back as an Alpha who wants revenge. Idiot.” I stared at him. “Are you serious right now?” “Oh, yes. And guess what? Your mother forced me to read this nonsense. The author—some enchantress named Muleba Makukula, who writes about wolves and territories as if she knows anything. A bunch of she-wolves adore her stories. Absolute garbage.”

The murmurs started up the second I turned my back. ⸻ I hadn’t made it halfway down the hall before their voices reached me — low, sharp whispers that carried far too easily through the stone passageway. “…never seen anything like it. She just walks in here, acting like she belongs—” “—and he moves her into his rooms, like she’s some kind of queen.” A derisive laugh. “Please. She’s a wolfless omega. We all know what that means.” “Maybe we do,” another voice hissed, “but the Alpha clearly doesn’t. Did you see the way he looked at her? Like she put some spell on him.”

"When spring breaks winter's strangling choke, a second Alpha lifts his stroke— a blade held high to taste your throat." Her head snapped sideways again — a grotesque marionette pulled by invisible strings. "A third Alpha will rise — the thread fate binds — and steal you back from death's designs." "A fourth will be left for dead; Yet you will halt the reaper's tread, And for the life you force to stay, his men spill blood till four alphas lay." Her voice dissolved into a hiss: "At the hands of the one who rules,

Ironclaw. A low growl crawled up my throat. Our pack had been at war long before I took my first step as a child. Their wolves were ruthless, but their alpha was worse. Damien acted like some flawless hero, but he was cunning, manipulative, and too damn powerful for anyone’s comfort. My jaw clenched. “Rumors aren’t enough.” Lior nodded once. “Agreed. Which is why we sent covert scouts, and we got these images to prove.” He slid the iPad toward me and tapped the screen.

“A wolf has never been claimed by an Icelander before, so nobody knows if you are going to survive it. But since you survived the blood bond, I’m sure you’d be fine” I glare at him. “That doesn’t make me feel any better. I need to know now if I can survive it. I’m just an omega and…” “Cut it out Crinka. Alphas and omegas don’t actually matter here. If you’re weak, you’re weak and if you’re string, you’re strong”, Eloive says. “Thanks for not making me feel any better”. “You’re welcome”, he says with a smile, before leaving me alone with Ruarc.

I said and caught up with the spot, standing in front of her and realizing also that some people next to us heard me say her streaming name. “Queen Of Dawn?” Someone next to us asked and the words kept on flying while I concentrated on the face of Alaina, turning around to give Lorraine a ‘thank you’ type of look. “I love you,” I said. “Your deeds have nothing to do with me and I have nothing to do with them also.” “I am an Omega Wolf, Alexander—” Alaina said. “Who cares?” I took the ring I brought along from my back pocket and went on my knees.

[Alexander] I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I pushed off the chair, hearing it fall behind me, and kept sceptical eyes narrowed on the witch leader. I was trying to process, trying to find a loophole in what she said. “She led you to her pack! She led you to her Alpha.” “I read her palms before she did any of that. She is of Alpha blood, Alexander.” Alpha blood? How was that possible when Valerie was an Omega? “She told me herself!” I defended her. “She is an Omega of her pack. She led you to them to climb up the ladder. It’s not possible.”