Novel & Cerita Emerald Omega

"I met Emerald when I was at my mom's old pack. I was just a kid then. She was not exactly a pack member back then but her father and her half-sister were," Zeus told me while walking. "She was the product of a one-night stand if you can call it that. Their mother, an omega from another pack decided to raise her and sometimes, she would visit her father and stay in the pack for a few weeks, but later on, Emerald stopped coming over and stayed with her mom's pack for good," he said.

He confusedly flipped the pages, until his eyes landed on the accounts at the end of the file, under the names of all Omegas were written prices and they were marked with stamps of two different colors, red and green, out of which most of them were marked green. He froze in his spot, while his hands started to tremble at the sudden, terrible revelation. It all came crashing down on Elio, as his heart clenched in pure disgust and anger, this was way more twisted than he had ever imagined it to be. The central governing pack Cypress, was trading Omegas.

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.

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.

He said, his eyes piercing through every fibre of my heart. “Can you just let me go,” I said, struggling to pull my hand from the tight grip of his warriors. Every atom of his stare pierced primal deep inside of me, making me more restless as though contemplating my obligation or returning to the horror I had escaped. “Anything you are cultivating in that skull of yours won't help you in any way,” he said finally. “Just play cool and see what lies ahead. His words felt more suffocating, pressing against my chest. I balled my fists and swallowed the lump in my throat. You're not correct. I am merely an omega. a partner who was turned down. I am not connected to….

At their head stood the same brown-eyed omega girl who had been kind to me on my first day. "Release our true queen," she said in a voice that carried clearly through the stone chamber. "Now." "Impossible," Ravenclaw breathed. "How did you get past my guards?" "Your guards are sleeping," another servant called out. "We put something special in their evening meal." "Fools. You cannot fight trained soldiers with kitchen utensils." "Can we not?" The omega girl smiled, and there was steel in her gentle eyes. "We will see." "Kill them all," Ravenclaw ordered his remaining guards.

“You’ll need this. It holds dried herbs for energy, a charm for protection, and something else.” She turned toward the back of the house and whistled. A sound like paws padded against the wooden floor, and then, I heard the bark of a dog. “This is Jasmine,” Camellia said. “She’s not an ordinary dog. She was bred by the ancient watchers of the land. She knows the way. She’ll guide you and protect you.” Jasmine came closer and pressed her head gently against my thigh. I reached down to touch her, and a strange warmth ran up my hand and settled into my chest. It wasn’t frightening. It was... grounding.

I then shifted it from hand to hand, playing with the weapon. "I don't think you're understanding. You and I are mates. I might be an Omega, but it doesn't change the fact that you and I share a bond." He said placing his hand on my knee which made sparks emit from our contact. I moved my leg away from him as fast as possible. No omega touched me.

"No! This can only be done by one of the 6 races who can teleport and they are all extinct." "It's related to her second form?" she looked puzzled. "Little sis, only a mermaid's tears can turn into small refined pearls like the one on your palm," Narfi clarified. Glinda widened her eyes and opened her mouth in realization. "Oh, I can't believe I forgot about such a thing. So she is a mermaid and an Omega wolf." she nodded sagely. "An Omega wolf you say?" Narfi inquired. "Yeah." "Wolf size?" "It's the regular size." she furrowed her eyebrows, "Brother, why are you asking about that?"

Winter struggled to break free from Raphael's hold, but his strength was overpowering. She implored him to release her, but he remained silent, his intense green eyes fixed on her. It was evident that his emotions were causing a shift in the color of his eyes, from their normal emerald green to various shades of red, a clear indicator of his anger. Finally, Raphael broke the silence, his voice laced with authority. "You are an omega," he declared, "yet your healing abilities are remarkably weak."