Among Us Oc Novels & Stories

"There's been… an incident, and it's not isolated." For fuck's sake. I sat up, tucked the blanket tighter around Lucy and left her my suit jacket before walking a few paces away. "Go on." "There was an attack the territory. I'm headed to the SCF office now… Oren's made a move, of a sort. He's here in Blood Moon apparently, demanding reparations." I grit my teeth. "Was anyone hurt?" "… Blue and Amos." "How badly?" "I don't know yet. They aren't giving me details. They're both in custody, apparently Amos killed a few people."

My abilities as the leader of my pack and as an alpha— my senses were so strong and heightened. The only person who has the power to block me from this ability was Daphne. She could call it, somehow. And she could stop it, somehow too. Somehow. Right, Daphne. Although she was an omega and she was obviously a weak one, yet strangely, she had some sort of influence over me whenever I was within reach. "Are you alright?" Paul asked again. "Yeah." I retorted, almost angry this time. "Oh, hello, Mr. Kian." I turned to see Amber Campbell walking towards us.

Found it. *** Adom was enjoying himself in the bar with his friends; it had been a while since he had gone out, and he was sipping on his beer as he talked to a pretty omega that he had been eyeing from the moment he walked into the bar. He hadn't seen her here before, so he walked up to hear her trying to score tonight. He was laughing with her as she batted her eyelashes at him. Suddenly, Adom stiffened.

" He suddenly said as he kept looking toward Alexandra. Alexandra bit her lip and blushed hard. John was about to say something, but as always, Allen cut him off. "She's pretty, isn't she? That's my baby Alexandra, but if you become our friend, you can call her AL. And I know you didn't ask, but my name is Allen. I am most preety and sassy, Omeg alive. I hate bitch, and I hate bullies. I can kick your ass if you try to touch my friend. And if you want me in your pack, you need to take AL with you. And if you don't want AL, you can go and fuck off or fuck yourself. You can shove your finger in your own ass." Allen stopped rambling, and everyone looked at her and gave her a very judging and we

It's only been a week. "I'll see you." He waves before retreating. Hiro waves back and waits for him to be gone before deciding to climb up. He hasn't made his first step yet when another guy blocks his line of vision, with the same energy the stranger from a while ago—the one following him—was emitting. But he knows who this guy is. It's Jun Masamoto. Tall, and handsome, with masculine features and textbook brown eyes that turns gold every time he doesn't get what he wants. He's a werewolf.

Alpha Barron led us to the stage and the packs bowed to him and us. "Rise up, Blood Moon and Rogue packs. We have exciting news tonight. This is Samantha. She is both a powerful Omega and your future Luna. With her help, we will conquer every pack in the world!" Alpha Barron announced. The packs cheered but again I noticed a large amount of them faking the joy or not clapping at all. "She will lead us to victory. No one will dare challenge our rule again." He finished and again the crowd cheered. Alpha Barron walked off the stage. Shimon led me after him but as we passed the center of the stage, I stopped and looked up.

“Good day, all. I am Mary Vaughn-Hamilton, daughter of Gerald Vaughn, Alpha of the Phoenix Pack, but some may know me as the Luna of the San Francisco Pack. Before drafting this message, I battled with myself, because I was unsure if it was the best thing to do. It is now clear to me that I should never have allowed myself to be silenced. My story deserves to be heard.

Everyone waited with hopeful anticipation, wanting to know how he would explain this to Amber, who clearly appeared upset and confused. Zack turned to his friends, seeking support in their gazes. However, all he saw was confusion on their faces. Emily, who had been looking down, felt increasingly pressured by the situation. The “omega” label that Amber had placed on her for so long continued to haunt her thoughts. Although she was the daughter of the Alpha, that small and powerless feeling remained firmly attached to her.

His laughter slowly died down as he looked at us again. “That’s what everyone believes which suits us just fine.” He scratched his chin. “We formed an alliance with an Omega Centre. Legally they can only do so much to help omegas in trouble. That’s where we come in. We protect omegas from danger, and make them disappear if we have to.” His eyes darted to mine. “We don’t hurt omegas.” “How do we know that you’re telling the truth?” “I’ll show you if you decide to accept our help.”

I know the general gist of what happens in Outcast during the hunt, but I have no idea what they do during the off-season. I exit the packhouse and whip out my phone. I lean against the sturdy wall before sighing. I programmed all our members into my cell before the last hunt to get a jump on my Beta duties. So, I should have all the members who went. I could get advice from the members still living there. Get a jump on my search before even getting there.