Omega Bus Stop Ch 1 Novels & Stories

This time an older woman burst through the door with an angry scrawl etched into her taunt wrinkled skin. "Oh," I did gasped confused as I've never seen this wolf before, "where's April?" "April is off duty you stupid Omega," she reprimanded me, "now shut up you are disturbing the other patients!" "Can you call April here," I asked, totally disregarding her last statement, "I need her. It's kind to important."

It never lied. Chapter One. Collin. When the Truck made the abrupt stop in front of the large cabin-like wooden glasshouse, I wondered, 'for how long?'. I hated moving and Ester knew that. But after leaving New Orleans, I couldn't care less how many more times we moved and from or to where. At the front, I could hear Charlie and Ester's festive chatters as they snapped their estate car door shut behind them. Sighing deeply, I stepped out of the truck, Rodger who's behind the wheel only stopping me for a while to ask "you alright, Collin?"

Eventually, a bus came to a stop, and she struggled to get on the bus with people pushing and shoving each other aside to enter the bus before it got full. Chelsea sighed in relief. Her bag was soaked, and she was drenched and bruised from the shoves while struggling to get on the bus. It didn't help either that she ended up standing and holding onto one of the iron bars on the bus. The vehicle lurched and moved forward accelerating gradually. The rain got heavier with each passing minute. Chelsea could hear thunder rumbling in the distance. An elderly woman sitting by her side tapped her, " Miss? Are you related to Elena Willows?"

"Shall we stop by the 24/7 mart next to your house to get some snacks and beers?" With a frown, I stopped walking and glared at the tall figure. I stomped my feet and stood with my arms folded across my chest. Oswin halted his step at the sound and turned around. "What's wrong?" he asked. . . .

THEA I looked back at the road once again. A few wolves were talking among themselves. I couldn't hear everything they were saying, but I caught a few words. "Did you see how fast she moved?" "She just appeared beside him." "How could an Omega do that?" I lowered my head. I didn't want anyone talking about me, not today. I just wanted to disappear. Rosa opened the car door. I entered the back seat. She helped her grandson beside me. "I'll be back soon," she said. "I just need to drop a note."

Odessa POV “Odessa, wait!” Evyn yelled. I couldn’t wait. My mate was in there. I ran to the scene. There was broken glass on the tar and on the side of the road. “Maverick!” I called. A few groans came from inside. “When did this happen? They should have been in Jairo County already.” I stepped over the glass and walked to the bus door. It was so dark inside “Hello?” My voice cracked.

Marcus drove. Two security vehicles followed. The city blurred past the windows. Lena sat beside me, hands clasped tightly in her lap. I could feel the tension rolling off her. I reached across the space between us. She looked at my hand. Then took it. Neither of us said anything. Ten minutes later, Marcus spoke. “Vehicles have stopped.” “Where?” “Warehouse Twelve.” I looked ahead. The industrial district was almost empty. Old buildings stood between us and the harbor. “Any movement?”

His father stayed calm, and even though his voice was soft, it was strong. It's hard to tell what the atmosphere is like, and if ever there are werewolves watching this scene, how do they deal with it? Because Leah felt like she was going to fall out of the sky with the tension and Luna seemed to notice because she stepped in quickly to stop them from making things worse. "That's all I can take! YES, YOU TWO!" They stopped staring at each other all of a sudden. As everyone looked at her, she clenched her fist. Luna tugged her hand away that made her realize why Alpha and Omega are diametrically opposite. She finally understood why they messed up Omega so much.

Muttering curses through gritted teeth, they retreated to the back of the bus, not daring to take another step. In the very last row, a young man had been silently observing the entire scene. He wore a baseball cap pulled low, obscuring most of his face, revealing only his tightly pressed lips and a high bridge of his nose. He was as silent as a shadow. When I turned back, our eyes met for a fleeting second. His gaze was cold, deep as a black hole, flashing with a hint of surprise before quickly sinking into an unreadable void. He turned away, his expression void of emotion, entirely uninterested in the altercation. Ashton Hayes. I recognized that oppressive aura instantly. The bus stopped t

“Most people don’t consider that early.” “Early for us,” Owen grinned lopsidedly, his dimple appearing. “I wonder if there is food around here. If I have to eat another microwavable frozen meal, I will…” He looked around. The support busses hadn’t caught up yet, and for the moment, the Two Way Street busses occupied the car park alone, the quiet around them almost eery when they were used to being surrounded by people and noise.