Kamen Rider Omega Amazon Novels & Stories

She sobbed, "Caiden, I love you." Caiden said, "Kamara, I love you too. And I desire for you to be my Luna." "All right, I'll be your Luna." He hugged her, pulling her up and giving her a hug, to which she accepted. A destroyed childhood home provided Kamara with joy, but being an omega cursed her. She triumphed over her pain and discovered contentment in her werewolf love. Inside of her, the she-wolf howled. "I was thinking about renovating this house." Glancing up at the broken tiles on the roof, Caiden remarked. "In honor of your parents."

The wolf dropped me and transformed so I was now staring at the feet of a man. Tion. Alpha of Crimson. Feral. Mad, they whispered. Dangerous and unstable. He looked down at me with gold eyes that mirrored his beast’s. No pity. No surprise. Only curiosity, sharp, cutting and cold. “Another stray,” he said. His voice was rougher than gravel, low with disuse or disdain. “Or a spy.” Accompanied with a grin that promised pain if I was the latter. “She’s Moon Stone’s,” someone growled behind him. “Weak. Latent. Rejected.”

It's not so easy to tame him, it's coming from the Alpha, the dangerous Ashman that this beast is difficult to tame. I can't let her die so fast without torture from me. Now, I will have to sacrifice another life in her place. "Send one of the sick Omega in." I said with what sounded like a lifeless voice. "Omega? My Lord, you remember he rejected it in rage the last time we did. He accepts only Gamma or Beta." Amos informed me with his eyes filled with guilt and impatience. I assume he also can't stand Kimberly Michael-Ville being under such harmful threat, or is he also among her admirers?

"I don't have any relationship with—" "No?" He rises from his chair, circling me slowly. His gaze crawls over my body like insects. "That's a shame. Because there are... other ways to settle a debt. You might be wolfless, but you're not bad-looking. Certain clients on the underground market pay well for... unique merchandise." My blood turns to ice. "You'd be surprised what people will pay for an Omega." His breath is hot on my neck. "Especially one with no pack to come looking for her."

She turned the chair around to face me and sat down. "My name is Sasha Copperman." "Copperman?" I murmured bluntly while nodding. I don't know why. "Yes, Copperman, my family was part of one of the most blessed packs in the whole of Oceania." "I am really sorry to abrupt you during this whole copper thing, but that's not what I asked you. What am I doing here? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?. "

~5 years ago~ My parents always made sure everything was perfect for the Alpha and his Luna. They were lead Omega's but that didn't matter. The Alpha found dust under a lamp. Not much but it was enough to be killed for apparently. They could feel his anger as he made his way down to our little falling apart shack. Knowing something was different this time, they told me and my sister to run into the woods and not to look back.

I said and the blond lady waved her hand, and two men in uniforms approached us. “There's a sneaking stalker in the mall; check the footage and see who snuck up the windows of all our dressing rooms,” The blond lady said. “Yes ma'am.” The guards replied and left. “We are really sorry, ma'am; we promise to bring out the culprit. I nodded, feeling uncomfortable and uneasy. It was weird, their attention and care. I was a stranger, but they could sniff my aura; clearly, they all knew I was an Omega. So why aren't they treating me equally, why so much finesse? Unless Kane made sure the entire pack knew that I had a chance of being the pack's Luna.

Fucktard! My King, I already got an idea that you're interested in that Omega and I have no objections with you wanting her. But you should know one thing which I recently got to know, The omega is planning to escape the vampire territory and it seems like her next step is to jump in the pack of the rogue king, Ezekiel Blade. And you already know, if she actually got there somehow, Ezekiel would never hand her back if she even once refused to go back, he has already been generous to omegas.

The bird flapped, then soared into the sky. I stumbled back, my chest tight. “What… what just happened?” My voice shook. Karen’s eyes narrowed slightly. She stepped closer, her presence steady, protective. “Only powerful wolves can heal like that,” she said gently. “And you, child… you are supposed to be an Omega.” Her calm tone steadied me, but her words pierced. “That’s impossible,” I whispered. My hands trembled as I stared at them. “If only strong wolves can do that, then what am I?”

She stared into his mud colored eyes with her emerald ones. “Why do you not want to be my mate?” He asked. Melissa shook her head. She thought he must already know, she fought hard to say it, but there would be no point keeping it from him. He will find out really soon. She turned her neck to the side, patting her long black hair to the side for him to see the unmistakable birthmark on the back of her neck. “I am an Omega.”