Ao3 Remain Nameless Novels & Stories

“It means beautiful. Cali Taylor is your new name.” Leaving someone nameless is the cruelest thing ever in the warewolf community. It speaks to how ruthless her master was but also to our pack laws that allow it. At least the Omegas have some rights however limited. They have documents and some sense of belonging in their lowest hierarchy, not the nameless slaves. I went through a vast number of names and this was the most fitting for her and the only one Sky agreed on. “You….” she chokes and tears roll down her cheeks.

A younger Seren crying in a doorway. The woman standing there. Alive. Calling her name. Seren reached forward without meaning to. I tightened my grip. “Seren. Now.” Her eyes snapped to mine. “Names,” I said. She inhaled sharply. “My name is Seren.” Mael followed. “My name is Mael.” Silas: “My name is Silas.” “My name is Kairos,” I finished. The house flickered. The illusion cracked. The woman’s face glitched. Her smile stretched too wide for half a second before snapping back.

“It’s not that, omega. It's just that...” “So that's it, I'm a mere omega unworthy of you. I get it.” “That’s not why I'm saying it.” “Then why do you call me omega?” “Because I don't know your name, how am I going to call you if I don't just know you're an omega?” “Oh, that's it.” Adhara murmurs as she realizes they haven't introduced themselves “It's better this way, that we don't know our name, so there's not the slightest clue who we are.”

I instantly asked, staring up at him with obvious interest, only to notice how his sculptured jaw clenched, coldly looking down upon me, not uttering a single word. No... “You know who he is...” I finally whispered, watching him in utter disbelief, knowing mother surely forced him to keep his mouth shut about this, his back turning to me as he quickly walked away, leaving me sitting there, mouth agape. “Tell me his name.” No answer. I watched him head straight towards the door and just as he was about to exit, I called after him once again, “Rem, please tell me his name!” Again, no answer. Gods...

“Searched. Hoped. Thought he was dead. Then I found out recently… he was sent by Delilah.” ‎He looked up at Kane. ‎“She sent him to destroy me. Use me to get to you. He didn’t go through with it. He vanished. Changed his name. I never knew who he really was. Until now.” ‎Kane’s brows furrowed. ‎Leo whispered, “His name was Remile. But now… nicknamed Rem.” ‎The realization hit Kane like ice water. ‎He exhaled slowly. ‎“Hmmmm,” he muttered. “Almost the same name with Castelle’s brother.”

I ask, refusing to let him hear the pain in my voice. He sighs, “Osiah. My name is Osiah, and the sooner you’re free of your bond to me, the better your life will be.” Before I can say anything, he vanishes, leaving me feeling dejected and alone. I have no idea how to find him or if I’ll ever see him again. All I have is a name and a lingering scent to remind me he’s even real. Actually, it seems I have more than that. Even though he’s gone, there are wisps of his aura still lingering around me wherever he stood. I’ve never seen that before. No one’s aura does that, not even the Gods.

She inclined her head at me. "Have you named the others?" I nodded slowly. "I did." "I want to name myself," she explained. Damian stepped forward. "Are you aware of what you are?" She turned to face him. "I am what remains after Genesis and love tore each other apart." DAMIAN Dominic placed a hand on her shoulder. "You are more than that," he replied. His voice sounded nearly normal. But I noticed a twitch at the corner of his jaw. He did not blink.

Then, the dragon took another slow step closer and spoke. "Do not be afraid. My name is Blaze." His was low and silky, but I was still too shocked to move. My lips parted, but nothing came out. I didn't move. I just stood there, agog at him. Blaze sighed, his wings folding behind him. "I know this is not what you expected," he said, his eyes never leaving mine. "But I am like you, Drake. I survived." The feel of my name on his lips turned my stomach.

> “I call you by the name you buried when you chose silence. The name you refused because it meant you’d have to feel.” He took a breath. > “I call you Remnants.” And in the breath that followed— The sky wept flame. The gods trembled. The Hollow Crown opened. And far beneath it all, deeper than memory, older than time... Something that even the gods had forgotten took its first breath.

Both wolves went still, My heart pounded. “I, Lena Remms, Omega of Moonridge,” I said clearly, “reject Tobren Vale and Arlo Arithon as my first and second chance mates, in full blood and freedom title.” The air rippled. Magic hummed but nothing snapped, No pain. No burn. No broken bond. I blinked. Nyra growled. "Something’s wrong." Tobren tilted his head. “Nice try,” he said softly. “But that’s not your name anymore, is it?”