Oc Profile Novels & Stories

Troy is trying to pick me up " I rushed to tell him and he grinned. Troy ran in still carrying Stacy and Jules and Sean followed him a moment later. The other pack members nearby stopped what they were doing to watch us and chuckled at our antics. "Save me, Jon" I whispered. Troy narrowed his eyes at me. I knew that it was unfair of me. No member of the pack could refused me when I asked for their help but Jon was especially vulnerable. His mate had died a month after finding her. After morning for years, he was convinced that he and I were going to end up together. He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was an omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few except

I was on a horse, riding to the market town two valleys over. If Ashton thought he could sneak around behind Xander’s back, then he was wrong. The first apothecary I visited was a fat man with stained fingers. “Evening, madam,” he said. “What can I...” “I’m looking for someone,” I cut him off. “Young. An omega. Black hair. Buys a lot of herbs.” The man frowned. “We get many.” I dropped a silver coin on the counter. “A lot... In the last moon. Masking roots. Bitter ash-bark.”

He shrugged negligibly. My mouth dropped open as I watched in amazement. Was he not supposed to tell me I could achieve this? Was he not supposed to tell me just how strong I was like the rest of the nice people around? "I'm a strong wolf." I countered, "You're never going to say I'm weak anymore because I am a strong breed." "I know you to be an Omega. You're only chasing nothing but fool's gold." "It's no surprise you'd say this. It's too much to ask to behave sanely."