Desired By Four: The Omega’s Choice Novels & Stories

Little space,he wanted her to think she had the upper hand and he wanted her to keep pretending she wasn't his,he permitted all her childish acts,Nora should know by now how alphas are when they set their eyes on an omega they wanted. He wanted her,he knew he had passed the message clear to her and she knew it,if she wasn't going to come to him willingly he was going to go to her and he wasn't ashamed that he was here in New Jersey chasing after a woman,not just any woman.

Another voice came from the window side, "wasn't that agreement done for political reasons and to keep the friendly relationship between both the clans and It was also decided that if there would be any tension between both the clans then only this agreement will come into force then why now? Moreover, they wanted the dominant Omega and we all know......" Kylie got up and went towards the window with a smile of relief on her face and hugged the guy tightly, "Alex, you are back. dammit dude, where were you this whole time? " Alex laughed and said sarcastically, "I guess you want me died as soon as you saw me." Kylie sees him with confused expressions and said, "Why would I want you died you,

The memories were there, always pushing me to reopen closed doors. But Mira had put me up to a healing process, something that grounded me and made me stay through to reality. “He’s a scumbag. Look away,” she hissed, pulling my arm a little. When we finally took our spot on the line, the murmurings became clear. “Weakass omega. What does she think she’s doing here?” Someone even knelt and made a mocking prayer to the moon goddess. “Please, take Calla and give us other Vales. She’s too weak and empty to carry the Vale legacy,”

Lyra flashed an image in my mind and I turn around to face him, leaning back against the desk, his hand still under my skirt. “How badly do you want this job, little Omega” he teased, pulling himself closer on his chair and running both his hands up the outside of my thighs. He presses his nose against my mound and inhales deeply, I was putty in his hands, his aura causing me to give in to his wants. This, i had found out, was a big down side of being an Omega. We were Alpha sluts basically, until we were marked by one.

To give him an early anniversary surprise, I sneaked onto the Alpha's exclusive floor at headquarters with a gift. I masked my scent on purpose and hid in the secret room of his office, waiting to see his smiling face when he opened the door. The door opened. And I saw my fated mate. The man who swore to love only me was pinning his new Omega secretary, Sienna, against the couch. He looked like a feral beast. "Alpha... the door isn't locked. Someone might come in..." Sienna panted, feigning shyness. "Let them watch!" Caleb's voice was frighteningly hoarse, filled with raw lust. His large hands roamed her body wildly. "You drive me fucking crazy! I'm going to take you right here!"

She wiped the blood from her temple, took off her coat and threw it on one side. “As a citizen of Nyx, you must know that forcing someone to mate with you is a criminal offense here,” She then rolled her sleeves. “I don’t care about your rules! I want that Omega and you ruined it for me!” “Tch. With that kind of logic, you’ll learn your lesson the hard way.” “Shut your mouth!”

They weren’t family. But you want them to be. I wanted a lot of things but that didn’t mean that you always got what you wanted. Shaking my head, I walked over to the window and glanced outside. I wasn’t the right omega for them. They needed an omega who knew how to cook and clean so she could take care of him. They needed a pretty omega who had no trouble going out in public. I wasn’t that omega and I was never going to be her. But I wanted to be.

The weak girl, the despised Omega, the one Nyla called a charity case, the one mocked by his mates and maltreated by his pack… The woman he wanted lustfully but never knew he needed… She was the chosen one. His chosen mate…The fated Luna meant to carry his heir. Damon staggered back, feeling his throat go dry as his heart continued to hammer violently in his chest. His wolf roared inside him, not with fear, not with rejection, but with something completely different… recognition. “She… it’s her,” Damon whispered weakly, though no one was near enough to hear him. His eyes, wide with awe, never left her form.

He says with sarcasm dripping from every word. When no one steps forward, he continues : "Now, April Robinson please step forward! " He says. I take a step forward and I can feel all eyes on me and it makes me uncomfortable. "Since you are very weak. I will give you a position that you deserve. From tomorrow noon you will be the packs omega! You will take orders and do them accordingly! No questions asked." He says. An omega? Seriously? Once I become an omega I will never be able to feel my wolf again...no please no!

“When the alpha holds back power, and the omega chooses to stay anyway—that is true surrender. That is reshaping. That is when the omega learns the depth of her own desire—not forced, but chosen.” His eyes found mine on *chosen*. Held. Pierced. I looked down, heart hammering so hard I felt it in my throat, in my fingertips, between my legs where slick had already begun to gather at the mere sound of his voice. Break whispers were vicious. “She’s definitely his now.” “Look at her—scent’s stronger every day. Suppressants are done.” “Voss never keeps anyone this long. She’s either special—or completely broken.” Tactical shifting was hell. Marcus avoided me entirely now, but others stared openly