Omega Bruce Wayne Novels & Stories

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.

Despite the strong and powerful she-wolves the Alpha would encounter, she chose to pair him with me, a mere omega. "Never mind. By the way, Mr. Carbarin is available tonight at 6 p.m. I want you to go to his office at that time. You know what you're going to do, don't you?" His question took me by surprise, but I could only nod in response. . It was 5:55 p.m., and I stood in front of the White Crusader main building. Just as the Alpha had said, this businessman was not to be underestimated. He had the potential to bring significant benefits to the company.

"Even the lowliest werewolf in this pack can shift, why can't you? Are you sure you're a wolf? Or maybe the goddess didn't seem it fit to waste such a precious gift on you. You don't need a wolf at all, it won't make any difference wether you have it or not. You'd still be a weakling." She shuddered when she remembered those words and Bruce held her tighter. "With or without your Wolf, you're special and you're capable amazing things. I'll be your Wolf if you don't have one. I think you do, but you'll be fine either way." He melted her heart with his words. Bruce might be cold on the outside but he was really sweet and knew just what to say to make her feel better. "Thanks a lot. I feel..."

“You’re about as subtle as a neon sign.” I wanted to vanish. “Thanks,” I muttered. Bitter. My voice cracked. He didn’t move. Just watched. Like I was a puzzle he might actually try to solve. “You should smile more. Even weak omegas can survive if they look like they want to.” I laughed. Horrid. Dry. Ragged. “Survive? This place isn’t about survival. It’s about being stepped on, every single day.” He smirked. Walked away. Shadow swallowed him.

I asked Troy. "Alpha Lance. There is no Luna yet. That's his Beta Trevor and Emma, Trevor's mate" Troy answered. Suddenly a huge blond man strode up to my father and shook his hand. Something stirred in me when I saw him. I felt uneasy but also excited. The man's blue eyes flash toward our van and locked on me. I knew that there was no way that he could see me. The van's window's were tinted so that no one, not even a werewolf could see in. I stared back in disbelief but then the man looked away.

“Well I got the information I needed, he passed the same information he gave Vladamir to Alpha Brad and Alpha Owen. Alpha Owen we shouldn’t worry about as your dad took the alpha title away from him whilst searching for the Geminis to wake you, he passed the title down to his eldest daughter’s mate but as he isn’t of alpha nor beta blood, he’s harmless. And Brad I will deal with I assure you. Oh, and Wayne lost a hand, but his heart continues to beat” “Alpha Brad as in your cousin? Why would he need to know anything about me? Are you going to kill him? Wayne, I mean. I know at one point I said he deserved to die but I was angry I had just lost my aunt and thought I would lose my uncle too, b

"Your vanguard metrics are dropping because you expect an Afolayan to carry a human heart under his tactical vest," Brook Owen muttered, his voice cutting through the dim green luminescence of the weapon command deck. He swirled the synthetic blood-wine in his silver chalice, his golden eyes hardening into slits. "I only logged into the Bates alliance to strip their peripheral weapon grids, Chika. Her lineage means absolutely nothing to my inner wolf."

I started punching the bag without any safety gear on my hands. I felt as if I was punching that girl – Sheryl. She looked a lot like her mother. Only her eyes were like her father's. I punched at the same place again and again, and soon it was soaked with my blood, but the pain in my knuckles and in my fingers excited me in a twisted way. “Alpha.” I stopped when I heard Bruce’s calm voice behind me. I didn’t even glance at him but held the punching bag. Bruce was a warlord, and his specialization is ancient dark magic.

Her facial features were slightly above average, but she was just a little too chubby. Moreover, Alex could tell that this woman was sick at first glance. Her obesity was caused by endocrine dyscrasia. To put it simply, she was the type of woman who would become fat despite only drinking water. “If I’m not mistaken, I’m the one you were waiting for.” Alex scanned Bunty briefly and turned to Bruce. Based on the analysis of his Chi released, Bruce was actually a Mystic ranked expert who specialized in brute force. ‘He is way too incredible!’ Zendaya immediately asked, “Are you the one who’s recommended by Anna Coleman?”

I clarified. "Well your majesty alpha, we could take down their defences with a threat. We should have something threatening." one of the Warriors suggested. "And what do you think we can threaten them with?" I asked curiously. "Well, Alpha Troy is a man with a very young sister, about 5 years old and would do anything for her. So just use Edriana to transport you directly to his office, that way No one will suspect or realize you're there. And once in his office, order him hand over his pack or you will hurt her, and when he agrees and orders his patrols down, we march in and take over, bringing them to our pack lands as our new members under your rule." Daxton said. I'm surprised he actual