Mine To Claim, Omega Novels & Stories

/Erin's POV/ My eyes widened as I let his voice sink in, washing over me in waves. Those words kept on echoing, my toes curling around the sandals. Goosebumps prickled at my arms all over, suddenly aware of the chill in the room. For a second, I thoroughly thought that they were both joking about it. Then again, Rowan and Reed would never try to open up past wounds, not unless they were severe. “Excuse me?” Rowan was the first to speak up, wetting his lips and breaking the silence that followed my question. “Yes, you heard us right, Miss Woods. You have to be our omega, as in the Pack Luna, and we will keep on funding your company.”

Alphas liked their omegas wild, desperate. Taking a deep breath, I slipped on a thin robe—nothing underneath—and padded barefoot down the dimly lit corridor to their den. The pack house was quiet, everyone knowing better than to interrupt an omega's claiming. My pulse raced faster with each step, the scent of the alphas already thick in the air, making my mouth water and my ass clench.

Also, it will be listed as scheduled. Third, to compensate for the injured hearts of the vast number of female consumers, the omega company declared again that it will soon send off a web-based sales model! To address the issues of the masses, you can purchase real gems without going out! what's more, the main ten winners will be drawn and offered for nothing!" Jared finished speaking in one breath, the crowd was worked up. "President Jared sudden difference in sales model can't be because there are insufficient goods?" Suddenly a correspondent from the crowd asked a question.

The moment Edmund saw who had arrived, his face turned deathly pale. Amy, however, still acted all high and mighty. She even dared to shout rudely at Mom, "Who are you? How dare you barge into the Alpha's room? Get out!" Mom sized Amy up coldly and said, "So you are that shameless Omega?" At the word Omega, Amy's expression soured. "I will soon become this pack's Luna. You'd better show me respect, or I'll have you thrown out of the pack!"

_*]:min-w-0"> Omegas weren't supposed to be aggressive. We were supposed to be gentle, understanding, peaceful. _*]:min-w-0"> But right now, I wanted to tear something apart.

They profit from our suffering and our safety. And my father borrowed money from them. My father, who sold information about unregistered Omegas to wealthy families for cash. My father, who gambled and drank and snorted his way through every dollar he ever touched. I read the final page. The settlement clause. If the debtor cannot pay, assets will be seized. Assets. The word is clinical. Sanitized. What it means is: Omegas can be claimed as property. What it means is: I am an asset. Emery is an asset. We are not people on this paper. We are line items.

He asked after a few minutes of silence, “are you going to appease the souls of your fallen clansmen?” “We will talk about that when he agrees to mate with me, father” I told him, “so I think we should focus on that now” “There is a probability that he may not agree” “Well, he has too” Without another word, I pulled myself off the couch and turned to leave but halted on impulse. “This has to work, dad” I said again, “I can’t lose him again” I finally made my way out of the room to see Xena waiting by the door. Xena was an omega wolf and my assistant at my fashion store. We have been friends for a while now and she was someone I could actually rely on.

Alpha Jack finished. Luna Sara nodded. "I want her in our pack. I need to keep her safe" Sean said, passinately. The rest of the table nodded in agreement. She would be a great addition to pack too. And Omega that powerfully is extremely rare and she would help grow our numbers" Steve pointed out. Sean and Alpha Jack both growled.