I Am The Omega And The Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

Orion, the pack's wise and knowledgeable historian, had delved deep into the city's hidden archives in search of answers. His voice resonated with a mix of excitement and reverence as he addressed the pack, sharing his recent discoveries. "Pack members," Orion began, his voice carrying the weight of revelation. "I have stumbled upon a prophecy, hidden within the ancient texts of our ancestors. It speaks of an Omega, destined to rise as an alpha through the bond of her alpha mate and her pack."

I am not fully either and I think that people don’t often think about how Omegas can be both at the same time. “Oh! Little Omega, I see what you mean, even if my grandson hasn’t caught on, yet,” Marrianna says with a wink. “I’m the same way, only I am the Alpha so, it is the reverse of what you are suggesting. I just don’t always show it outwardly.” I know my expression is a wide “O” right now with eyes as wide and round as my mouth.

"I have to..." "Then I won't accept it. You don't get to reject me out of some obligation to protect me" he interjected, carrying her over to the sofa and sitting down with her in his lap. "You are my Alpha and I am your Omega, and that is all there is to it," he said resolutely.

Now that she was paying attention, its voice sounded more masculine. 'How did this happen?' 'You tell me? One minute I was sleeping so soundly and then you started to hurt me with whatever poison you took. I don't know what happened but the blue moon summoned me from the depths of my slumber....' 'Are we....are we an alpha?' 'No, we're Omega. But we are more powerful than any Alpha.' 'Oh-' 'You sound disappointed, why?' 'I thought, if the moon godess ever blessed me one day, I wished to be an alpha.'

"Zara Winters is our mate." The silence exploded into chaos. Voices overlapped - shock, outrage, disbelief. I caught fragments of conversations: "The servant girl?" "But she's just an omega..." "This can't be right..." "SILENCE!" Liam's roar shook the chandelier. The pack immediately quieted, instinct forcing them to submit to their new Alpha. I felt trapped, cornered. My wolf was torn between submission to our mates and the overwhelming urge to run. The room spun slightly. "Breathe, little one," Noah murmured, suddenly at my side. His hand found the small of my back, steadying me.

As Alpha, there is nothing I can do. I’m being tamed by omega.

I groan, grabbing his shoulders and digging my nails into his flesh. He narrows his eyes. “Topping from the bottom, I see.” His palm finds my throat, giving it a brutal squeeze. “That’s not how I work, little one. I’m Alpha. I top. You’re an Omega. You submit.” I start to shake my head, his words making no sense. Not an Omega, I want to say, but his grip is too tight on my throat to allow words.

He beckons to Thorn who eagerly kicks me to the ground. Sinclair's voice now booms louder in my ears. "I gave you the werewolf gift so I am your alpha. I am the strongest and most important. Our pack is the Gemini Moon Pack. Thorn is my Beta. Liam and Edward..." He jabs a finger at them. "... are the gammas. But you..." He jumps to the feet, and climbs down the stairs that elevates his throne of swords. "You are the Omega. The nobody of the pack. A servant who does the menial jobs for the pack. Nothing more."

“I have a deal.” He took one step forward. “Freya of the Northern Ice. Leader of the Omega Rebellion. Alpha-killer. Little she-wolf who dares to bite the hand of kings…” His voice dropped to a low, velvet purr. He was enjoying this. “You want to save them?” He tilted his head. She nodded with tears blurring her vision, killing down her pride to save her people. “Then bear my mark, little Omega."

'Except you're not an omega' my wolf whispered in my head. "I'm not an omega?" I asked out loud. That was highly impossible. My mother was an omega. I've had the aura of an omega all my life. Could it be because I was mated to an Alpha? Alpha and omega pairings were quite uncommon. That must be the reason for the strange happenings. I had to get to the library and see if I could find anything. I quickly put on my clothes and left the room not bothering to eat the breakfast set out for me.