Omega Bruce Wayne Novels & Stories

"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."

Mathias asked, surprised. Candice had just retrieved her scroll back when Thaddeus suspiciously asked, "This powerful ally, what is his name?" She let a broad smile spread her lips as she clutched the scroll firmly to her chest. "My elders, you know who he is. He is our Lord and Alpha, King Wayne. Son of Warren Wyatt, leader of the pack of the grey wolves. Protector of the plane Weode and all its hinterlands." "Welcome to a new era. You have pledged your allegiance to him and to the new world he will create."

with that said Franklin taps his son on his shoulder and shows him the door. Andrew has always been a confident child, so with the confidence he has he walks with his shoulder raised high, and his chin pointed forward, there were a few snickers here and there but no one dared to say a word, Alpha Frank despite how welcoming he can be he can also be a predator. The meeting room is a place where important matters are discussed hence there is only room for important personnel’s in the moon stone pack. “Harrison how do you plan to organize this event, and who do you plan to support on the stand as the next beta” the whole council turned toward the present Beta, each knowing the answer to the alp

“It doesn’t matter whose son he is.” “Oh, it matters.” Logan said, sounding dad-like. “We all saw his wolf. For a werewolf to have a wolf that big, he must be of Alpha blood. Even my wolf isn’t that big.” He shifted his attention to Mavros, who was still cool about everything. “Tell us. Whose son are you?” “If you must know, I am the descendant of Alpha Wayne. His youngest son.” Pardon? Alpha Wayne was one of the most powerful alphas ever known. He and my father used to be good friends before he died. Alpha Wayne’s pack was attacked by rogues and they killed him alongside his mate and three sons.

Stupid, I should have known that, because he had already told me that, on our non-date. I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched and look around again. "Is something wrong?" Bruce asks as he tries to follow my gaze. "I don't know." I answer. "Do you know that feeling when you think you're being watched?" He nods and looks around too. His gaze lingers on the other side, where the pool turns into a stream. A few seconds later, a huge black wolf comes walking towards us. I swallow. I look at Bruce for help, no idea what to do next. This has to be Dex, there's no other way. Brent once told me that an Alpha is the biggest wolf in the pack, and I can't imagine there being a bigger wolf t