Beyond Omega Level Mutants Mga Nobela at Kwento

"They fully calculated that your physical disability made you powerless to retaliate against their territory. They believed a broken, crippled prince would simply accept whatever leftover scrap they threw into your bed, so they kept the pure Alpha female, Freya, and forced the slim, four-foot-five Psi mutant into the covenant." A dark, dangerous curl distorts my lips as I exhale a cloud of acrid grey smoke. The absolute audacity of those wet-nosed dogs is almost amusing. They truly believe that because my lower extremities are bound to this chair, my claws have been dulled. They have forgotten that the blood running through my veins is the very thing that keeps their entire pack from being s

“They take qualities like a Beta, they're mostly the late bloomers, if not cured at first hand, they will suffer imbalance of mentality and might end up in Asylum or become handicap.” “As for the age, only mutated AO from common civilization called Beta can age far to one hundred, I bet you're sleeping in class not to know this basic” Penelope didn't notice the blood was taken by the needle that pricked his thumb and the result happening in front of him, while listening to the doctor's explanation, he knew he was aging, but his concern was, what if he becomes an Omega? His loud beating heart makes him more scared and nervous at the same time.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice echoed through the entire rainforest like a death sentence: 【Phase One Complete.】 【Initial Trial Candidates: 100; Currently Surviving: 20.】 The number made my fingers pause involuntarily. In just three days, eighty lives had become fertilizer for the rainforest. Fragments of last-minute messages flashed across the communication crystal—filled with despair and madness. 【Don't go to the swamp! There's a mutated hydra there, it has no reason, it eats anyone it sees!】 【Did anyone see the Omega on the fifth level? He was driven mad by the illusions there and clawed himself to death...】

The mutants began advancing. Hundreds of them. I stepped forward. The darkness answered immediately. My shimmering void essence spread across the battlefield. Creating barriers. Opening escape routes. Shielding civilians. My gamma appeared beside me. Covered in blood. Not all of it his own. His eyes widened in relief. "Alpha." "Take them." He nodded immediately. No argument. No hesitation. The pack members began retreating through the portals. One by one. Family by family. Warrior by warrior. Until eventually only a few defenders remained.

“I know, but Thane couldn’t have done that if Sia had simply listened. As a lesser wolf, I need my wolf to heal. She’s a part of me, and thanks to her, I am stronger in a way, and my wounds heal faster when she’s around, but she has left me! And it’s all his fucking fault she won’t be coming back! I was better off as an omega! At least I had my wolf. But now, she’s gone and I am a fucking latent” “I’m latent too”, Sia whispered. “Yours is different! Sia, you’re an Icelander! You’re royalty. You might not be able to shift, but you’ve got power. You’re stronger than wolves given your lycan abilities and all that crap. It’s not the same with me. My super hearing thingy is gone, so are the refle

I don't want to get entangled with him and later get heart broken. "Little white". He called as he tapped his finger on my head to break me out of my thoughts, “I can see the wheel spinning in your head, but I just want you to know this; I am not like the other Alphas and I won't reject my mate because she is an Omega. The only reason I would reject my mate is if she betrays my trust. Are you going to betray me, little white?”.

Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators. "Well let's just say Mandy is more of a woman than you are." David Austin, current Alpha of the Rose Moon pack, nonchalantly replied. He's a tall guy with navy blue hair and dark brown eyes. Though he was physically unfit to be even called an Alpha. David's lineage have this trait ever since but they are incredibly strong.

Alaric stands at their center, power and purpose radiating from him as he outlines our defense strategy. "The mutants move in coordinated patterns," he explains, indicating documented attack formations. "They're being controlled somehow, directed with tactical precision." "By whom?" An Alpha from the western territories questions. "If Cassius escaped—" "Someone executes his plan," I interject, stepping forward with the research recovered from the temple. "These mutations were designed with command protocols. Signals that can direct them remotely." The Alphas study me with new interest—some with lingering suspicion, others with growing respect. Through our bond, Alaric's pride flows as I expl

she explained. I wasn’t scared of getting expelled. The second they try to, I will reveal the video of Damien beating me up and bringing the school to the ground but before that, I needed to know the headquarters for the mutants' existence and where they take each omega to. “Alright then. But if you cannot stand up to him, how can we do so?” I asked.

Impossible! Omega powers since the beginning of time have only ever been focused on werewolves. Some gifted omegas can also influence wild wolves but that is the extent of differentiation. Feeling a rat’s emotion, another species completely, it is not something that should even be possible. My body shakes in anticipation of finding out what else I can do with this body of mine. I sit still, close my eyes and reach out, there are hundreds of these vermin down here. I connect with them and send them waves of reassurance, urging them out of their hiding places. When I open my eyes, I nearly squeak with panic again. Hundreds. The entire floor is covered with twitching bodies of rats. They stand