Letter Before Omega Crossword Novels & Stories

she whispers. “What?” I ask, stepping closer. “It’s a ledger,” she says, picking up a leather book. She opens it. She scans the pages. “These are records,” she says quietly. “Every Omega he’s sold is listed here.” My chest tightens. “Is Felix in there?” I ask. She flips through the pages, her fingers moving faster now. “O.M.B… yesterday,” she reads. “There’s a number beside it. That must be the buyer. And this… this looks like the price. In thousands.”

“I was the one who made the suggestion for us to have some fun while I’m staying with you.” “Doesn’t matter.” Alex lowered his head and licked the side of my neck, making me moan. “You are going to be courted.” “No,” I gasped. “You don’t have to. I…” I trailed off, words deserting me when his lips moved lower. He placed a kiss on the crook of my neck and then raised his head to look at me again. It gave me some time to get my mind back on track. “If an alpha courts an omega it means that he’s interested in making her part of his pack,” I said.

the woman shouted with tear-filled eyes. “Neither do I! I lost my mate!” another one said. “She followed that Lucas out to the woods,” another voice roared. “A luna never cheats on her Alpha!” “What type of Luna is she if she can’t protect herself?” an elder shouted. “Is she weak? Weaker than an omega!” “Shut up!” I thundered, and they tensed. “Calm down, Alpha. We have other important things to worry about. Even Delta Derrick is dead.”

I asked quietly. Kenji gasped. "You know?" I nodded quietly. "Yes. I am an Omega. A rare Omega." "Ah!"

"Alpha." "Start the reassignments today. You can give everyone a rank tag. The Capital Letter B for Beta. The Capital Letter G for Gamma and the capital letter O for omega. Though I doubt there are omegas in this gathering. Just fish out the warriors and calm the Gammas. The rest are Betas under fields. I want every wolf placed by sundown." "Yes, Alpha." He bowed his head. Then paused. “But how do we pick the qualified Betas for the branches you mentioned?”

I lifted it out with both hands, the weight felt heavier than it should have. We carried it back to the bedroom and sat cross-legged on the bed facing each other. I opened the cover. The pages smelled of old paper and faint herbs. Handwritten script filled the first leaf, elegant loops and sharp angles. My mother’s handwriting. Rowan leaned closer as I turned the pages slowly. The Codex Lunaris. Identification: The Moon Witch bears the mark of three crescents on the inside of her left wrist, visible only under full moonlight. Her eyes flash silver-white when power rises unchecked. Her blood hums with silver light when cut.

I was the family disgrace which is why I am the packs only omega. But let me explain something first. My father Alpha Jasper Knight was a kind alpha. He thought of everyone as his equal no matter what your official rank was. But that all changed the day he passed 15 years ago. When my mother Luna Esther Knight stepped up as alpha I was made the pack slave. My job was to cook and clean and do whatever the pack members wanted me to.

Leda bristled at that, even as his words rang with some small curl of truth. “And all you Alphas are the same. Just because the game was rigged from the start does not mean you’re not still a cheater. And I’m choosing not to play.” “Your mum was a hovel-born Omega, or was she not?” He asked. “I don’t have to listen to this..“ Leda replied

I said because true dawn had arrived. "Sheep, tell me what an omega is," I commanded sternly, standing tall with my arms crossed against my chest. "Omegas are domestics…"

I needed her to be my eyes, to see through the crowd, to know those who smiled at me genuinely and those who sneered. A servant walked over to my side and filled my goblet, but it was with a dark wine. I nodded absently, my eyes glued on Seraphina as she moved gracefully in her gown. “Could you kindly tell us, Luna,” she started sweetly, “how are your Omega Guards faring?” That made me tense, but I waved it off immediately. “Stronger than you can ever imagine. Loyalty has become an uncommon virtue, but it is worthy of note that those who hold it dearly are unstoppable.”