Hurricane Omega Novels & Stories

“Using OCS data, I’ve been able to create an algorithm that can guess with 85% certainty the escape route an omega will take. I’ve been trying to get OCS to use, but, you know, they don’t think betas are as good as alphas” Mattel ignored the beta’s flippant complaint. “Show me” He demanded. The Agent pulled up a map of South America. “Where did your omega say he was?” the man asked. “Porte Alegre. Brazil” Mattel’s response was clipped. The agent typed in a bunch of coordinated into the computer, immediately three paths light up.

“And I didn’t summon you here for pleasantries. Tell me who you are and what you are exactly.” Her throat bobbed, and fingers curled into her top like they could hide her. “I’m Dextera Neville, an Omega of Bisclaveret Pack, under the reign of Alpha Kestrel Wagner, son of Nelson Wagner, Sovereign Of His Bloodline.” I folded my arms. “Save me the hierarchy. I want real answers. You know what I'm talking about, young lady.” “I… I don’t...” I cut her off. “What happened last night, Dextera? You’re a wolfless Omega as far as I know. That’s what your records from Bisclaveret said. You never shifted! But what I saw out there in those woods was not an ordinary shift.”

I didn't understand where she thought she was going because she would fall off from the other side if she took two more steps back. The wind came back in one big whirl from the bottom of the crevice, a mixture of earth, leaves, air, and every other little thing, the sky darkening drastically over the stormy winds Omega was controlling. I think I even spotted the snacks Anna had so very carefully packed away for us twirl in the heart of the whirlwind. Agh well, there goes our lunch. I honestly had no idea we could create mini hurricanes. ‘MINI? WHAT AM I? A BABY?’ OMEGA BELLOWED BACK

omega. I stopped walking and froze on the spot, eyes glued to the paper. It wasn't alpha. Not beta. It was damn fucking omega. Everything disappeared in my eyesight. Even the paper went dark. The word 'omega' enlarged in my vision. O M E G A. The word rang in my head.

Everyone around him seemed to recognize this sober version of their old Alpha. He worked seamlessly with Teddy, the two of them clearly a team in moments like this. It was impressive to watch, and I couldn't help but be grateful for their support. This may be my pack, but this was their world. I looked at my phone, and Phin was right. It turned at the last second and would hit us directly. They were projecting ten-foot or more storm surges, bringing the ocean and bayou waters up to the packhouse steps. I had been thinking about creating something under the packhouse, maybe more housing for the omegas. But as I stood on the balcony watching the water rush in, I was never more thankful to be o

I inquired, hoping for some reassurance amidst the tension that had been weighing on my mind. ‌ Omega returned my smile with a respectful nod. "Welcome back, Alpha. Everything has been relatively calm. However, I regret to inform you that Luna Tania hasn't returned yet," Omega responded, a hint of concern in his voice. ‌ I sighed, my shoulders sagging with disappointment. "Thank you, Omega. Please let me know if you heard anything later,” I requested. ‌ "Of course, Alpha. I'll keep a close ear out and inform you immediately if there are any updates regarding Luna Tania's whereabouts," Omega replied respectfully, her demeanor reflecting her dedication to her duties.

One of our omegas, who just came out of the kitchen, stops dead in her tracks, dropping the pitcher of ice water she was carrying, looks at him and starts to cry. I got up from my seat and rushed to her side, moving her away from the broken glass of the pitcher she dropped, while another omega cleaned up the glass, and asked her, “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” She shakes her head, and softly says, “ No, please not again. He’s going to reject me too. I’m just an omega. I don’t think I can take another rejection, the last time it almost killed me.”

Evelyn said sternly. "Thank you once again Luna." Tyler said leaving after he closed the door a soft smile settled on my face. Tyler could not believe the Luna gave him such a huge reward in return for standing up for her. On a normal note omegas are not allowed to live in the pack house 'you know if I haven't taken control over you, you won't be able to do that now and you won't even be able to hold the reward ' Ralph said ' I know I also thank you for making it possible to meet the Luna ' Tyler told him.

I stepped down into the dirt, towering over her trembling form. "I, Alpha Malcolm, strip you of all rank, title, and privilege," I declared, my Alpha command washing over the entire pack, making the decree absolute and binding. "From this second forward, you are an Omega of the lowest standing. You will be banished to the absolute outer borders of the Lumen territory." Lyra shook her head wildly, sobbing uncontrollably. "No, please! The rogues, the cold.."

“It’s your business to bully other people?!” “Yes! It has nothing to do with you!” “You…..” “And besides, she’s an omega nobody cares about her!” I frown. I keep on hearing foreign words since I came here, what the heck is an omega? I turned to Rebecca for an explanation, she clears her throat and leans closer to my ear. “An omega is the lowest rank in our town, they’re like the poorest people! Ohhhhh! I nod and turned to Hannah, my hands on my hips.