Novel & Cerita Emerald Omega

My eyes locked on her face, taking in every expression that crossed it. She bit her lip and nodded, rubbing her hand under her nose, she looked at me, rocking back and forth, “So, My birth mother was an Omega. She was wanted by men everywhere, and my father, he was willing to share, for a price. When she got pregnant with me, they didn’t want me. However,” she scoffs a laugh, “They waited until my wolf appeared when I was five. Just long enough for me to remember them, Omega’s don’t designate until they are about twelve, but my mom didn’t care. I wasn’t useful to them so they threw me away like yesterday's trash.” She pushed her hand through her hair before bringing her knee’s up and hugging

Voiceprint confirmed. Heartbeat confirmed. The vault hissed open. Inside lay a woman made of glass and gold—a perfect neural imprint suspended in amber fluid. Her eyes opened. Gold. Not silver like Eva’s. Not brown like Demi’s. Omega’s. She smiled with lips that had never spoken, never breathed, never lived—until now. "Hello, lover," Omega whispered through the glass. "Did you miss me?" Behind Jeff, a twig snapped. He turned— —and came face-to-face with Eva, her silver-ringed eyes now streaked with gold.

There was a Legend passed down from ancient times that there was a Realm above the Thorium Realm, over the years it came to be referred to as the Emerald Realm. It was said that in order to reach this realm, one needed to become one with mana. Everyone had unique interpretations of what this meant. Ultimately, it was regaled as a legend and no one managed to succeed regardless of their interpretation. The New Grand Elder was a young, brash, and ambitious man named Dauntless Omi. He almost immediately launched a war against the Devos family with the help of thousands of mercenary guilds. Chief of which was the Weaponsmith Mercenary Troop led by Swordsman Ju, Crazy Spear Lee, and Warhammer Bru

Her gaze dropped as she said the last part. Somehow I knew that was coming. The whole thing about her being defective. “It doesn’t matter to me what you are, Emerald. You are mine. I want you to be mine; shouldn’t that be all that matters? I don’t care that you’re not omega, I am fine with you being a beta.” She shook her head. “Being defective, you know what that means, right? I—. You know the brand doesn’t come without reason, how can you even think to be with me knowing I might’ve…” she trailed off, but I knew what she had meant to say.

Inside one of the glass cases lay a breathtaking emerald jewelry set. The necklace alone was mesmerizing. Deep green stones sat delicately in a vintage silver frame, their color rich and vibrant like a forest after rain. Matching earrings and a bracelet completed the set. For a moment, the showroom disappeared. And all I could see was Naya. The emerald necklace resting gently against her collarbone. The earrings brushing her soft silver hair. The bracelet wrapped around her delicate wrist. My wolf stirred instantly. “It would look perfect on her you know..” “Alpha…?”

Because she was different from the rest. Emerald was born half werewolf and half spirit. Her mother, Jade, was a water spirit. While her father was a werewolf warrior. That's the reason. Emerald's wolf, Amara, was pure white with a stripe of blue and green beginning on its head towards the body. Her eyes' color was just like Emerald's - bluish-green. Her body built was bigger than the typical size of a she-wolf. She has strength and courage compared to a wave. And her attitude was calm and caring, just like the water.

My method had worked perfectly and as I cast my gaze over the omega who cowered on the ground before me, I picked up her emerald necklace and sneered, "Was it that bastard Marcus that gave you that poison?" "I... I do not know..." Seeing that she was still hesitating, I bent down and placed the necklace around her neck. "That's her!" Beta Thorne exclaimed as soon as he saw the black haired wolf in front of him. I pulled Zyra's power forward and kicked the Omega to the ground. "I never thought for a minute that my own pack would harbor a traitor like you!" I asked Beta Thorne to take her away and as I looked at the magical emerald necklace in my hand, I suddenly remembered something.

He asked softly, his bluish gray eyes holding a serene calmness to it that I somehow found addicting. “I am…” Emery hummed, and my heart was pounding so hard, so fast he probably could hear. Some Gammas looked at us, but particularly at me. Haiden Bloodmoon, a hybrid Gamma nudged towards my direction. “You’re going to take care of that thing, Emery?” I looked at Emery, then looked at Haiden. “Yes.” Was Emery’s short answer. “Now go join the others and find that omega, fast.” Haiden held his chin up, “With pleasure.”

The heavy, haunted shadows were gone from her eyes, replaced by a wild, radiant joy. And then, as if she could feel the weight of his gaze, Emerald’s laughter faltered. She turned, breath catching, and locked eyes with Zyan across the crowded stands. For a moment, the noise and chaos of the festival faded. Could he actually be looking at her—a broken Omega? Why? Why would a formidable Alpha ever want someone like her, when she couldn’t even hold on to a bond with a top warrior? The question fluttered inside her chest, fragile and disbelieving.

Helm I have no idea who the hell could be at the door. It’s late, and it’s raining heavily outside. I was surprised when Emerald growled like that. That is her warning growl. Add the fact that her eyes are glowing, and whoever it is can’t be good. Kari looks at me worriedly, but I tell her it will be ok. An omega walks into the room and tells Jason that two men here wish to talk to him. I have my back to the door, so I can’t see who it is. I hear Nalena gasp as I look up at her. The sheer panic and absolute terror on Emerald’s face tell me these people are not good. Emerald doesn’t even say anything; she just vanishes. Devon and Nate bolt up and look around. I have no doubt that