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"The omega servant system has been part of Lycan law for generations. What justification exists for removing it entirely." Silas looked at his council members. One of them, the one who had been present at the dinner with Oscar, stood up. "Research and evidence gathered recently has confirmed what has been a long standing rumor in Lycan history," the council member said. He kept his voice steady and professional. "Omegas are not a separate lower class of being as has been assumed. They are the descendants of vampires. Their bloodline connects directly to the vampire population that was sealed underground during the conflict one thousand years ago."

Secretive in thought and emotion, Lycer mostly keeps his past and current struggles to himself, hiding behind a playful persona Lesa: She/Her: Full of love and always protected by the communities around her, Lesa isn't prepared for the betrayal to come to her. Nonetheless, she will persist for not only herself but also the child she carries; determined to give him the same upbringing full of love that she received

Elodia let out a soft, envious sigh, resting her chin on her palm as she stared into the flickering fire. "She must be the luckiest female in the entire world," Elodia murmured, her voice laced with intense jealousy. "To wear royal dresses, to walk through white marble halls, and to rule over every pack in the kingdom as Queen... imagine the power she holds." Vespara let out a low, bitter scoff, smoothing the front of her embroidered dress. "Do not sound so pathetic, Elodia. You are the Luna of the Blood-Fang pack now. Torren is an Alpha, and you have achieved a respectable position."

“Oh, tell me about it! She’s just proving that she’s a slut.” “Right! She’s so much worse than Ms. Stella and Ms. Flora. I really hope Alpha Kylian signs the divorce papers soon.” “Yes, it’s so degrading to have a Luna like her!” “That’s because she used to be an omega! She’s ambitious!” “Omega?! With how she’s acting, she’s way worse than an Omega!” I clenched my jaw as I heard whispers of gossip around me. They were pointing fingers at me again, making me subconsciously wrap my arms around myself. I couldn’t blame them, though.

TokeSignals84: It doesn't have to be like this, All we need to do is make sure we keep talking MyHelperz: I would LOVE for that little bitch to talk about OEMGAS!! Oooh, my dick is hard! I want to hear more about OEMGAS!! CrzyDwnHr: Omegas are a legit part of our history. Why shoudn’t she talk about them? RelevantKeywordOuch: Bite me, @MyHelperz. WhatYuzVant: Omegas? Oh yeah, you wolves are all weird about them because they’re super sexy and stuff, right? Like, no wolf can resist them?

Goddess, they hadn’t spent much time together, and already it felt so… intimate and comfortable. The streets began to clear, the suburbs turning into the forests surrounding the windy roads. It was quite lulling, and Alicia knew she would sleep comfortably right now if she could. But she didn’t, especially when Rowan started speaking. “My mother, Lamia, was an Omega,” he began, his thumb caressing her hand where they were interlinked. He wasn’t looking at Alicia; his face was tilted towards the window, the reflection of those inky dark eyes unclear and looking far beyond the scenery.

She needed to make Damon think she was too eager to remove Amoux from her life. “D-Damon, you are right. I can't believe that I didn't believe you!” Leah finally acted. Her eyes were moist, and she pushed Damon away from her. “I want to be alone, Damon. I don't have anything anymore. I'm the useless Omega again.” Her voice cracked.

Xander grinned as if this was top class entertainment. "How old are you, Luna?" he asked. "Seventeen," I replied. "Ah, so you still have a lot to learn?” he asked. I shrugged, “I guess.” “I hope your Alpha isn’t too hard on you?” “No,” I said, “He’s usually quite kind.” Xander nodded before turning to Leo, “How do you American Alphas discipline your mates? Do you beat her?” “No,” Leo said sharply. Xander nodded, “Women are to be cherished. No real man would lay their hands on their mate. Treat her well and everything else will follow.”

And he had even said it so himself that I would make a juicy meal! “I have always wanted to meet one. Those chosen by the creator of this world to bear the power of the sun. An opposite to my own chosen ones who reside at the moon.” The Lion replied now no longer giving me a menacing look. But a sound of pained moaning sounded, taking his attention from me. And it was Leona one of the Witches. She was crawling to her other sister Leyva. Who looked to have hit her head on to one of the rocks and was hurt from Lazarus`s roar.

As she spoke the moons words. “Yes,” She spoke slowly. Her heart dropped as the newest chosen floated within her mind, her beast growling in displeasure at the prospect while her mind whirled in sympathy. Another life the Goddess would overrule. “A Conduit?” Leonidas questioned further. “A re-birth.” Leonidas stilled and her hand clenched his as their connection continued. A re-birth was never heard of in their lifetime, a divine gift the Goddess bestowed upon her greatest wolves, a curse for they were that it was bestowed upon.