Alpha Y Omega Church Miami Novels & Stories

Coal said as he turned the laptop around and showed an image of the large creepy Alpha that ripped the Omega's thongs from his body on stage. A growl rose from Grayson's chest when he saw the Alpha's face. “Is he a pack Alpha or an Alpha blood pack member? “He's the pack Alpha of Black Wolf Pack in Mio, Michigan,” Coal said, and Grayson's eyes began to burn red as he glared at the bastard's face. “Please let me lead a team down there?” Grayson asked without taking his eyes off the Alpha on the screen. He could hear the Omega pleading not to let the Alpha take him as he walked onto the stage. He remembers how badly the Omega trembled and cried as that bastard approached him.

“There’s a couple of them I thought.” “Y- yes,” Eician replied finally, his gaze firmly on his half- finished food so he wouldn’t get put off by the attention of the group being focused on him. “There are t- three. O- Orun the alpha, Yaela the b- beta, and A- Amrin the omega.” “So you swear using the alpha god’s name?” Dyllen asked, his voice showing genuine curiosity. Eician risked a peek up at him only to get caught by bright gold eyes observing him.

"How can you protect me when we are a basically same. No shades though,but you are human and I am an Omega. There is no much difference between us." ••• Maya's words basically kept me up that night and even after dinner with just Lory and Aiden, since Layla wasn't back, I had a lot going on inside my head. I would have asked Aiden what Maya meant but he had been whisked away by the guards to his home office and that left me alone with my thoughts. That was why I resulted to seeking answers from the internet. But I did not know how accurate the internet was as most of their data was based on fiction. However, I could gather that the word Omega is the last letter of the Greek alphabet as the w

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

But with the open field in front, a little bit scorched from the nuclear war, and the small lake behind the house, compared to the dilapidated buildings the Omegas lived in, it was a hundred times cleaner. At this moment, a large crowd was gathered before the house. Members of the Black Fang buzzed with excitement. They watched the group of omegas arrive with the witch and stop in front of the slate podium where their Alpha waited with patience. Seeing the guests of honor, Alpha Jack stepped forward and raised his hand to get the crowd's attention, before saying, "Members of the Black Fang Pack, today we are here to witness the marking ceremony of our pack members. I'm sure everyone knows Ni

the Alpha stated calmly. “I do not know why the moon goddess has chosen to be cruel to me by ensuring you my dearest son is mated to an Omega but, I will have you know that I am not going to approve of your union. I can’t have an Omega as my daughter in law and certainly, I can’t have an Omega to be Luna of this Pack” Alpha Gordon, remarked with irritation clearly in his tone.

We leave. The passages are cold. Our footsteps sound too clear on the stone. The bond tracks the distance between us—close enough that I feel the controlled tension in him, far enough that the space remains a choice. Wren meets us at the turn, speaks in a low rush, then peels away toward the chamber doors. The antechamber is already full: formal colors, low voices, the particular attention that gathers when a delay is about to live or die in public. Eyes land on me—the unmarked Omega from the closed-room rumors, now walking into the light beside the Alpha who refused to mark her. The bond spikes under the scrutiny. Kieran does not touch me. He does not need to. The claim is visible in the wa

Brian. Brian made his way to the lobby, his heart racing with excitement. He had been looking forward to this moment all day - picking up his omega, Ray, and spending the evening together. As he stepped into the lobby, his eyes scanned the room, searching for the familiar sight of Ray's bright smile. And then, he saw him - sitting on a plush couch, scrolling through his phone. Brian's heart skipped a beat as he took in the sight of his omega. Ray looked up, catching Brian's eye, and his face lit up with a radiant smile. He couldn't help but feel grateful for what they shared. Ray's kind heart, his beautiful smile, and his infectious laugh had captured Brian's heart from the moment they met.

He purrs the words into my ear, quite enough so only I can hear them. I don't find the words to answer that before the phone connects and Axel's voice comes through. I feared that I will feel something when I hear his voice again, but... Damon's hand is on my back and his words are still ringing in my mind. There is no place for my mate anymore. "Alpha, I am Brad Ray, a former Omega of your pack, I..." "Brad? Why is an Omega calling me on my personal phone? And what do you mean former?" Axel asks, sounding annoyed.

“Miriam…” "Not here." She glances around at the crowd still watching, still hungry, and something in her expression turns sharp, protective. "This isn't a conversation for an audience. But Alpha…” She looks at Bron now, and whatever passes between them, some silent understanding, makes his jaw tighten further. "I think you need to hear this too. All of it. Because I don't believe this attack is the last one, and I think you're the only person with enough power in this pack to actually keep her safe once you understand why." "Understand what?" My voice is barely a whisper now, fear crawling cold and slow up my spine. "Miriam, please. Just tell me."