Ohma Zio Novels & Stories

Zoe’s lower lip trembled. “But I’m naughty,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I’m not a good daughter for Daddy.” My eyes widened. “What makes you say that, honey?” “B-Because the other people s-said I was unruly,” she choked out. “B-Because I’m an O-Omega.” The ache in my chest became unbearable when I heard that. Tears pricked at my eyes as I held her closer, stroking her hair.

Then he stepped closer. Something primal slithered through the air. It wrapped around me, warm and electric, like static before a storm. And then—I felt it. A ripple. A tug. Deep in my chest. Like a string being pulled tight. My breath caught. “What the hell,” I muttered. Zane stopped just short of me, so close I could smell his cologne—dark wood, smoke, and something sharp underneath. His eyes scanned me, like he was seeing more than what I was. Like he could see through me. “You’re an omega,” he said. I blinked. “I’m a what?”

Georgina questioned, her tone frantic. "Except, she wouldn't be out of my hair." Paul sounded annoyed. "She would be married to my beta. This really is a case of concern for my pack. An omega simply can't be the Chicago Pack's beta." "But she is already so pitiable! You could have let her have this small victory. Denying her the Female Beta position could have easily solved her incompetency problem." "Why are you acting all righteous now? You haven't been very kind to her either. Have you forgotten, you were the one that poisoned and killed her brother, your own son?"

A faint shift in his eyes. Interest. “Go on.” “They want her, want to groom her to use or maybe kill her” I continued. “Groom her for whom or what?” Zyran asked. “We don’t know yet,” Emma said. Silence fell again. Zyran turned away briefly, walking back toward the war table. “You came here,” he said slowly, “to warn me about an Omega.” “Yes.” “And to seek protection,” I added carefully. He faced us again. “Protection.”

Ronan took the first bite without shame. Calliope watched them fondly. “You two worry too much.” Silas’s smile faltered. “We just… want this to work.” Her expression softened. “It will. But the right woman for an Alpha–Omega triad isn’t simple to find. She has to carry pieces of both your souls. She has to be strong enough for Ronan’s fire and tender enough for your emotional depth. rare combination.” Ronan looked away. The truth was heavy. “We’ve met dozens of candidates. None of them sparked anything.”

she says almost pleading as she kneels down and holds my hands. “What do you mean? Look here, lady, I don't even know who you are. You keep calling me Hera but my name is Carla and I am not a warrior, I am an Omega.” “Enough! Enough of belittling yourself! It seems that you really don't remember, so I will help you. But this is the last time I will be helping you.” she puts her two fingers on my forehead. “Farewell, 'till you find your way to me again!”

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

He knows and understands me so well. "Okay, the thing is, he isn't an ordinary Omega". I told him and I saw that he doesn't understand what I just said. "How do you mean? I'm confused please explain". He said. "He's a gifted Omega, as in, he has special abilities unlike other Omegas and because of his gifts he's in danger and I need to protect him". I explained. "What gift does he have? and who is he in danger from?". He asked

"I thought it would be rude not to accept so I did." And he found a way to make it come handy too, Megan added in her head, suddenly finding herself impressed by the ingenuity of Ricardo's mind. Just then, Adolf's wings suddenly began to glow and he let out an, "Oh-oh!" "What does "Oh-oh!" mean exactly?" Ricardo looked at him. "EMP." They couldn't afford an EMP in that moment! Megan screamed in her head. A blast like that would surely attract attention to the team's presence, and it wouldn't even help their case all that much against the assailants still trying to kill them even then.

Her sincere smile almost made him melt. According to his colleagues, Emma Claire is an Omega. That must have explained why she looks so gorgeous. And noticing how Emma seems to be extra kind only to him, she must like him even for a tiny bit. Honestly to Zen, Emma is just exactly his type. Maybe his weird thoughts about the CEO must have been just his pent up desires to be in a relationship after being so single for so long. His last serious relationship was still when he was in high school for Pete's sake!