Novel & Cerita Deltas Omegaverse

“And our men? If we don’t intervene… if we don’t give the command to engage, those Omegas will rip our ranks to shreds.” But Reyes only chuckled, the firelight casting flickering shadows across his face, making his grin all the more unnerving. “They’re nothing but a handful of rabid dogs set loose in desperation,” he said. “I trust my Delta to handle them. He’s been waiting for a good fight.” Dathan’s jaw tensed, eyes flicking to the fray below. “And if they don’t?” Reyes mounted his horse with slow confidence, reins held lightly in his gloved hand. “Then they were never worth standing beside me to begin with,” he said coldly. “They’ll either clean up this mess… or be replaced.”

The only way is to continue with my journey. I walk the whole day, my body is tired but my mind and heart persevere, I want a new life away from torture and constant heart break. I also deserve a happy life. Who said that Omegas don't deserve to be happy? Are we created only to be picked on by higher ranked wolves? It needs to stop. I know a lot of us end up dead most of the time due to the torture and physical pain they inflict on us. Who came up with this absurd rule? We are also created the same way they did. We didn't choose to be born this way. But we still deserve to be treated well, I know I deserve that.

he reminded him. "It can be revived if I can get an omega" Haynes explained further. "Which you were unable to find after searching many communities of werewolves for years. Or are you planning to send me to the werewolves so that I could get bitten and become a 'floater' like you?" Sergeanti laughed hysterically. He had discovered his plans. Haynes was a very dubious dishonest and wicked wizard. "No, you don't need to go and search for any werewolves because an omega is lurking in Greenford right now" Haynes ascertained.

In fact, it’s a hospital bed. Liam notes my confusion. “Alpha, you were caught in a blast at Light Paw Village.” And just like that, a backlash of memories from that night washes over me. “Clyde….” I hiss. “He got away?” “Yes, but Helios and two omegas have gone after him.” I palm my head and apply pressure to my temple in an attempt to massage the pain away. Strange, why would Helios bring omegas with him? He is usually very careful with his selection.

"Why my office? You have your own office." "Yes but the way they get scared when you catch them in here is hilarious." I laugh and sit down at my desk throwing the banana peel in the trash and taking a bite. "Any word on the omega who escaped?" "Darrik has a lead on him. It'll be so good to finally finish this. I hate leaving things unfinished. Plus that little runt came after me. He'll get what he deserves coming after an Alpha like that." "I wanna be there when you torture him."

When he was gone I turned back to Trent. “When is the meeting?” I asked. “This weekend,” Trent said. “That doesn’t leave us with much time,” I said. “No, it doesn’t,” Trent said. “How many Deltas do we have here at Dark Moon?” I asked. “There are four, Alpha,” Trent answered. “If their are four Deltas, that would mean that the surrounding lands are split into four… You will be my acting Gamma until Mavelin takes her place as Gamma. At that point, you will take the title and rank of Head Delta,” I said.

For once, I didn’t feel the need to play the level-headed Alpha. Because I agreed. “Christ is dead,” I said through my teeth. “He just doesn’t know it yet. We burn his operation. Torch every pack that’s in on it. I don’t care how far we have to dig—we bring it all down.” Kael’s gaze stayed fixed on the floor, but his words were steady. “She said there are others. More omegas. Still out there.” The silence that followed was heavier than before—thick enough to choke on.

I’ve been finding it increasingly easy to simply walk into people’s memories, and I was afraid others would be able to do the same to me. “Dexter just left with the wolf pups,” Noah whispers. “We are going to shift and run to the cars. Stick to the shadows.” “They are going to catch up to us,” Ally says. “They'll take the Omegas out like we’re flies.” “No,” my mate assures her. “You stick to the middle. We won’t let them take you. Besides-” he looks past her at a guard slumping against a wall -“whatever you put in their stew is really working.”

There was only his voice and the thing he was telling me about myself. "She didn’t die," Darius said. "Not all the way. A goddess’s weapon doesn’t break easy. Her power scattered. Into bloodlines. Into fragments. Waiting. And every few generations, it wakes up in a girl. An omega. Always an omega. Always hunted. Always killed before she remembers what she is." He reached out and touched my cheek. His finger was cold. "Until you." He stood. He looked down at me, and his eyes were bright now. Fever bright.

"Mate!" And then it happened. My gaze locked onto him as he turned in my direction, a sickening smirk spreading across his face. My mouth dropped in disbelief, and my face went pale. No, not him. Please! Moon Goddess. It was Derek, the future Alpha of our pack. "What are you looking at, freaking Omega?" he sneered, his harsh tone slicing through the air like a knife. I flinched at his words, feeling the weight of humiliation crush down on me.