Romans & histoires Omega Bruce Wayne

My power clawed at the threads, tried to smother the cracks, and tried to seal the abyss. And for one breathless instant… it almost worked. Almost.. But the void screamed. A soundless, endless scream that ripped through my marrow. My pheromones faltered. The abyss devoured them, like swallowing light into a black hole. My knees buckled, chest caving inward. “No…” I gasped, the word raw, shredded. “No, no, no!” “My omega..” His voice. Vlad’s voice. I whipped my head toward him, tears already streaming. He stood at the center of it all, shadows bleeding from his frame, glyphs blazing brighter than I’d ever seen—bright, and unstable.

I asked eagerly. Wayne nodded his head in affirmation. “Yes, he is completely fine now. There is nothing to worry about, too.” He replied. I heaved a sigh of relief and laid on my back. “Then would you mind telling me exactly why you've come here? You did miss that much that you had to come give me a hug, right?” I asked sarcastically. “As your Beta, I just felt you might need a hand with some couple of things.” Wayne replied. I stared at him, wondering what he was talking about this time. Wayne never disobeys any of my orders and does them exactly the way I order. But now, he did not only disobey me.

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.

My heart raced, adrenaline coursing through me, fueling my powers. Bryan intercepted another attacker, his movements fluid and lethal. Dorian collided with a third, their combined force driving back the intruder’s forces, but the main threat remained focused on me. Every strike I made was defensive, every push calculated to keep him at bay. My Omega energy flared again, creating an invisible barrier that slowed his approach just enough for me to gain distance.

"Tell them I'll call back within the hour. I need to finish here first." The boy nodded once, sharply, and backed out of the room. The door clicked shut behind him. Robin turned back to me, expression hardened. "You still haven't answered my question. Who are you really?" I kept my face neutral. "Just an omega who knows how to survive." "No omega takes out twenty rogues alone," Robin said flatly. "Not even the strongest fighters in my pack could do that without casualties." "Maybe your pack isn't as strong as you think."

What a strange one she is. "Bruce," said Wayne. Wayne was Bruce's best friend. He wears glasses and have curly black hair with black eyes. He was a skinny man with a hearty appetite. Bruce was still looking at Bella. "Bruce?" questioned Wayne. He was finishing the banana in his hand. "Huh?" asked Bruce. "Who are you staring at?" "No one." "Oh." Wayne look in the direction Bruce was staring at and saw a beautiful woman. "Are you looking at that woman with the cute ass?"

A man exiled from the Redmoon pack on accounts of conniving with spell casters. Bruce was my father's right hand man and his most trusted beta when I was growing up. He garnered a lot of recognition within all of Werewolf city from his role as beta to one of the most powerful alphas in all of werewolf city. He was a powerful man, Bruce. His deep voice echoed everytime he spoke, commanding attention and inspiring loyalty of everybody it reached. Bruce was an amazing man, outstanding beta and something much more than all of that to me, he was the father I never had.

Standing tall in the uniform, the youngest packs Alpha in history. Eyes as cold as winter, beside him stood Rhea, Radiant, perfect and Victorious. Ronan stared at the screen like it had punched a hole through his chest. Now, as an Omega, all his emotions are written on his face. “He looks, “ his voice fading. “Different.” I didn't answer because the man on that screen barely resembled the boy we had known. The warmth was gone, and the reckless grin and stubborn devotion had all been washed away. Rhea made my heart ache as I looked at her.

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

Disgusting. I head up to my office. It's the only place no one bugs me. They know they'll get beat if they do. The only one allowed in here is my Beta. Speaking of James, I haven't seen him yet. I open the door and find my Beta butt naked with some omega under him. She jumps up grabbing her clothes trying to cover herself. James just leans back on the couch with a big smile on his face. "Good timing boss. I had just finished."