Omega Bus Stop Ch 1 Novels & Stories

Nova was in the lead vehicle with Jax. She drove the first stretch while the city gave way to highway and the highway gave way to the grey expanse of eastern Washington in early January. They didn’t talk much at first. The silence between them was comfortable — the mate bond warm and present, the kind of companionable quiet that came from people who had run out of things to pretend they didn’t know about each other. At seven-thirty Ryder’s voice came through the vehicle radio. “Southeast,” he said. “Shifting from east. Stronger now.”

Chapter 13 : New Beginning Crystal – POV The bus hissed to a stop like it was exhaling my past. I stepped down onto the dusty gravel road of Crimson Apex, clutching a bag that held everything I owned and nothing that mattered. The wind here smelled cleaner and wilder. A strange mix of pine, baked earth, and the distant heartbeat of wolves I hadn’t met yet. But none of them knew me. That was the point. I dragged my feet toward the only building that stood out in the quiet street—a two-story café with sun aged wood and bold red trim, the sign swaying slightly in the breeze.

Adams waited at the driver’s seat patiently humming to himself when all of a sudden, the door burst opened, startling him. “Oh mine! Ichabod! You almost gave me a fit! Why were you back so....” He kept quiet as he recognized the twitched face and the cyan eyes. In a low growl, Odin ordered, “drive!” “Okay.” Adams said without further ado and switched on the engine. **

(POV Oma). The cab stopped outside the house at ten past two. I settled in the back seat for a second, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs that contrasted sharply with the stillness of the afternoon. I unlatched the door, my movements stiff and robotic.

Sliding into the back seat, I ask Noah, “Are you ready, Noah? I hope you did not forget anything?” “No, Mummy, all my books are in my bag and I have my lunch box. Let’s go.” We arrive at Wolverington thirty minutes later. Gabe opens my door and I step out of the car and meet Noah by the steps. I lead him up to the entrance, then we say our goodbyes, and I head for the car. Back in the car, Gabe drives out of Wolverington High and heads for Manhattan City. I settle in my chair scrolling through my phone, catching up on the latest gossip. I think about Anna and I check her page for any recent posts nothing much, just the usual photos in front of the Dollys.

Asked what department I was in, told me his name was Mark or Zane—I already forgot—and then, before I could stop myself, I gave him my number when he asked. I don’t know why. I didn’t want to. But he was nice, and it felt like the kind of moment where saying no would’ve made everything weird. Maybe I’d block him later. Or maybe he’d forget to text. Either way, I didn’t care that much. We hit a bend and he leaned forward, peering out the window. “Next stop,” he said. “That’s you.” I nodded, gathered my bag, and stepped off the bus. The heat hit me first—then the quiet. A few birds, some distant traffic, nothing else. It was all still, like the world had paused for just a second.

“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.

The sound of waves crashing faintly in the distance mixed with the hum of generators and the occasional metallic clatter from the docks. My eyes locked onto the stenciled number on the nearest building. 7. I stared at the doors—rusted, heavy, unassuming. Behind them… Ostara was sitting. Waiting. I drew in a slow breath, steadying myself. “Alright,” I said, voice low and certain. “Let’s bring her home.”

And thankfully, he was already near the bus stop, and no one has recognized him yet, making him feel somewhat less nervous. Just a few more steps and Ciel would already reach the bus stop. A few minutes after that, Ciel stopped walking as he would have to cross the street since the bus stop was on the other side. The little omega was already about to cross when a car suddenly honked, causing the little omega to come to a halt. The car was getting close to him, and as it was getting close, the more Ciel started to recognize the car, and that made him groan.

"Oh, it is far from over. You will answer for everything you have done." With that, Oswald turned and signaled for his men to move out. The wagon rumbled to life, and they drove away from the secluded location, leaving the remnants of chaos behind. As they traveled back, Oswald's heart swelled with a sense of victory, knowing that this confrontation had only just begun. ***