Romans & histoires Omega Bruce Wayne

he instructed. "Why are you still standing here?" He questioned, baffled. "Father, do you know if by any chance, Bryce is an alpha," Wyatt questioned. "Don't tell me you fell for his lies, are you that stupid or do you enjoy being stupid?" Onyx mock. "I'm just asking,"Wyatt mumbled, he didn't like the fact he was getting insulted. "Bryce is a beta, I saw it the day he was born," Onyx stated.

" The large cast iron gates loomed above. They slowly opened and Alfred drove to the main entrance. It was a big circle drive. The mansion had a gothic look. Big gargoyles sat on the various corners of the building. The double doors both had circular copper plates on them. A W sat in the center of each of them. Alfred pulled to the front and parked. He came around and opened the back passenger side door. Jack and Thomas got out. Alfred walked up to the door and pulled the large metal ring that was attached to a rope. There was a loud chime that sounded like church bells. The front door slowly opened and in front of him was a long Persian rug. On one side of the rug stood a butler and on the

She didn’t look pleased. I could tell by the way she shifted her weight from foot to foot, and the expression she displayed. The irritation was clear on her face. I regretted putting her through this. She had been standing for hours. Before I could say anything, I heard the sound of a voice. It was Alpha Bruce. Bruce was from the Westbrook Pack, and if there was one thing I despised, it was him. The man had a reputation for being ruthless, cruel, and careless. He had a Luna, yet he paraded his illegitimate children like trophies.

Bruce smiled and then looked at Douglas. “Get the whip and wolfsbane.” Bruce ordered him. Douglas sighed and went to the car. Jace rolled his eyes at the fact that they carried that stuff around with them. “You two get over here and string your Alpha up to that tree.” Bruce smiled. Dante and Matt’s eyes both glowed as their wolf fought to disobey the order but couldn't help but follow it. Douglas returned with ropes, whip, and a jar of powered Wolfsbane. Jace shook his head, they were very dramatic. Bruce nodded to Matt and Dante to get Jace, they both hesitated and Bruce was becoming upset.

The mutant vampires had come and taken her to their den where they were already holding Shen. I stared with disbelief at Bruce standing in the doorway. The moon was still full but my cousin was once again my cousin. Shouldn’t he be a wolf? “Let me see the map,” Bruce growled in a voice that was slightly deeper than his normal one. “Let me see where those bastards took her.” “You’re not a wolf?” I asked, more than said. “I’ll explain later. Right now, we have some bastard vampires to kill,” he said with a snarl.

My father smacked his head like he forgot something. “King Edward sent his Beta here. He's been waiting for you.” He murmured, and I didn't know why he was teasing me. I frowned as I rushed towards the entrance of the pack, and saw Wayne talking with Marcus. Marcus was taller than Wayne. He had a masculine build while Wayne seemed like the normal body of the man. Wayne didn't like to exercise since he always wanted to walk around the pack house. “I don't see any reason for your King to send you here. I already said to Alpha---”

He then grabbed a handful of Bruce’s hair, pulling it backward, and scanning his swollen eyes, punctured lips and crooked nose. “Confess now, omega! Confess your sins and this will be over.” “I-I w..will not s-say anything…” he whispered. I just shook my head seeing Bruce like this. He was too blinded by his love for Ashley that he was willing to die for her selfish schemes.

Except he was the person on the bike that night. “You’ve been following me around?” I narrowed my gaze, my fingers curling into a fist. He dipped the phone back into his pocket. “Let’s just say I take an interest in patients before treating them.” “I’m not your patient.” “Not yet,” he said, still calm. “But if I were to release the pictures and tell the world that you are becoming an omega. Imagine how the press would ravage it. ‘Tom Rivers is becoming an Omega for Gerard Vance, the man who created the Omega drug so Alphas could fall in love.” He paused, staring at me. “Beautiful headline. Do you think your father would like it?”

“ I bet you're nothing without him around." Wayne let the silence stretch. Then, slowly, he dropped the staff and stepped close to Oliver, their chests almost brushing. “Hit me again,” Wayne said quietly. Oliver blinked. “What?” “Go on. Hit me. Let’s see if you’re still laughing after.” Oliver’s smirk wavered. “You think you scare me?” “No,” Wayne said. “But I should.” The quiet confidence in his voice made Kade and Marcus shift uncomfortably. Oliver’s eyes narrowed, jaw tightening. “You’ve been acting bold lately. Must be nice having someone clean up your mess.”

And then my eyes catch on a figure standing slightly apart from the others. He's leaning against a wooden post, arms crossed, a study in contained power. Unlike the others, who are loud and animated, he is utterly still, a statue carved from shadow. The torchlight catches the severe line of his jaw, the unruly shock of dark hair that falls across his forehead. He's tall, broad-shouldered, filling out the simple training tunic in a way that speaks of coiled power. There's an intensity about him, a palpable aura of danger that sets him apart even from the other warriors. He isn't just confident; he's lethal. A wolf among wolves.