Hurricane Omega Novels & Stories

He won't and I could see the wave of rage crasging over Damien as he raised his hand to hit him but he didn't have to bother. The moment the wolf finished talking, he began to choke and his face turned an almost purplish red. "Goddess!" I gasped covering my mouth shocked. Damien shook him but it was already too late, he was gone. Damien pried his mouth open while I looked away. Then he confirmed what I suspected. "He had a wolfsbane pill." It was a death pill of sorts. It contained enough concentrated wolfsbane to kill a strong virile Wolf once taken.

She licked her lips as if remembering the taste of it. Then, she resumed in her monologue, “There’s this funny and ridiculous rumor plaguing the whole South at the very same time Myrri got so nosy. It was said that one unwanted omega wolf would come and bring peace. Halting and stopping everyone from doing the very thing vampires love to do—chaos. And the only thing to know and differentiate her from the others is that she ain’t a future Luna. A onee-ofa kind banished omega.” She clasped her hand and chimed, “And you obviously aren’t a future Luna! Your mate is my handsome and annoying nephew!”

“It’s Tyrone’s mating ceremony. Apparently, he’s found himself an omega.” Her expression darkened instantly, her face twisting in disapproval. “An omega?” she spat, her lip curling. “A beta marrying a creature as lowly as an omega?” She shook her head, her voice laced with scorn. “What is Tyrone thinking? He could have chosen a strong, influential woman—someone from a powerful bloodline, someone like Hannah.”

Why would they send someone like me-a girl who couldn’t see a thing-out into the wild, where danger was lurking at every corner? But what could I do? I was just an omega. A servant. An unwanted burden. I couldn’t afford to defy them. If I did, the punishment would be worse than anything I could imagine. The sounds of the forest-the rustle of leaves, the snap of twigs-did nothing to reassure me. Every step I took felt like I was walking further into a nightmare, a world I couldn’t control. My instincts screamed at me to turn back, to run far from the patrol and the dangers it brought. But my packmates were already waiting for me, their eyes hard and cold as they watched me approach.

" You're joking right, we have been together for three years. We were— " Ethan cut me off with a wave of his hands his eyes darting over me with an like I was trash " Aurora. I'm sorry. But I made up my mind a long time ago. You were a total waste of time. Come to think.of it. I'm the Alpha, having a pitiful omega beside me would be a shame." It struck me like a blast of cold air. Me? Pitiful? Waste of time? I couldn't understand what was going on. My eyes darted over to Alicia who still hadn't wore her clothes properly, her breasts half exposed and she was grinning. Enjoying my pain.

"But the Veyrith *blood*... that's a myth. They were a clan of Alphas so powerful the other packs hunted them to extinction centuries ago. Or so we thought." "And you think I'm one of them?" I laughed dryly. "I'm an omega, Kael. I was born with nothing. My mother died giving birth to me in a clinic, not a palace." "Omegas are often dormant Alphas," Kael said. "Suppressed by trauma or environment. If you have that blood..." "Then what?" "Then you're dangerous," Kael said. "And Darius knows it. That's why he's terrified." The heavy oak doors of the dining hall banged open, startling me.

Liam can't find the right words, but I somehow understand how he feels right now. “If you may, m-ma'am Carina.” I start. She seems to remember that I'm there because she looks at me with a surprised look. Guess, she's getting too emotional. “You may have heard that your son has found his mate... but you probably haven't heard that I was previously an omega.” I say, smiling bitterly. If I felt ashamed that I was an omega before, somehow, I feel a sense of pride now. How could I have let myself to be so down over the fact that I was an omega? Sure, living life as one was hard, but I found strength in being one.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

“Surely you didn’t just wake up one day and decided that you want to rescue omegas for a living.” “Are you expecting a tragic backstory?” “No.” I frowned. “Is it tragic?” “No.” He rubbed the back of his neck as he turned back to face the fire. “Our sister recently took over as director for an Omega Center in a dead beat town. There are a lot of omegas that were abused and placed in danger due to the old director who took advantage of his position. She asked us to help out a few times.” Pausing, he glanced at me. “Would you like some tea?”

Emma changed her mind in the last minute call after the CEO invited their team for dinner. He looked at her who was busy chatting happily with the CEO who was seated at the front center. 'Great. The man who I found sexy is talking with my crush.' That could've been his chance to date an omega but his boss just had to ruin his opportunity. Zen sneakily glares at Mr. Claude as he chomps on the lettuce wrapped meat but the CEO must have noticed his laser like stares because he looked back at him. That's when Zen stopped glaring because his stare was just as captivating as his looks.