Omega Complex Chapter 53 Novels & Stories

Especially, if it turned out to be an omega like me. I unconsciously wrapped my arms around my stomach as I plopped onto the bed. I needed April. She was the only pack member that could help, and who I also trusted enough to keep this secret. I would have preferred Charlie of corse, but she was just an omega. There was no way Alpha Xavier would approve of a private meeting between me and her, plus she wouldn't really be much help in this situation. April was a doctor though. If I was hurt badly enough, Alpha would have to let us meet. I looked around the room before my eyes settled on the small envelope opener Alpha had laying on his desk. I frowned, realizing what I had to do.

The point of no return. But the whispers are too loud now. People aren't trying to hide their voices anymore. "Did someone confirm—" "Her records—" "From her father’s pack—" "Omega blood—" Alpha Marcus jumps from his seat in the front row. "What is this?" His voice rings out throughout the amphitheater. "What is everyone—" "I’ll tell you what’s going on," an elderly woman says from the third row. She's standing now, and is pointing at me with an ugly finger. "That girl is an omega!"

"You don't have to push yourself so hard. We're already far away from there. Please let me have control. I promise to take care of myself for you guys." Hearing this, Oceana gave up control and went into a slumber. "Thank you!" she said to them and continued swimming forward. ... Back at the Ralton pack, Alpha Chase was angry after hearing the news and seeing for himself what that damn Omega had done. "Alpha, either she's the child of a wolf and a witch or she had a witch help her in doing all this evil and escape," said Finn, the newly appointed Beta. "Find her and bring her back. This time, I must make her wish for death. Find her!" he growled.

What happened next was shocking. He dragged me back to the house by my arm and what I saw when I got inside was horrifying my parents lay dead and the house was trashed, but what scared me more was there was no scent of a rogue being in the house. Beta peter turned to me and asked what happened and why i lied i kept telling him i didn't but he didn't believe me and since my parents were dead Beta peter became the alpha and he had the pack warriors take me to the interrogation room. I sat quietly waiting for him and when he finally came he told me if I didn't tell the truth I would become the omega of the pack. He kept asking questions all night and by the end of it all he still didn't belie

I get they’re just very worried about me, seeing as I’m their weak Omega friend, but it takes a lot for me not to be offended. I unclasp the final chain from her wrist before I look up to her. “I don’t know either, I was just able to overpower them suddenly.” She stares back at me with a raised brow and then to Lucas, and I know what they’re thinking. An omega overpowering not one but two wolves ranking higher with such ease. Even I can’t seem to wrap my head around it, but it’s a miracle I won’t question. “There’s no time to wonder. We need to get out of here before dumb and dumber realize we’re gone.” I say.

The white wolf caught the Alpha’s neck and slammed him on the ground, his raging anger drowning the sound of the cracking of bones, as well as the screaming crowd. “How dare you sell away our lives like that!” The Omega growled at the whimpering Alpha, who was bleeding ceaselessly, “How dare you use us as prey for your monstrosity!” The images of the disgusting file kept flashing in the Omega’s mind, as anger blinded him further, clouding his rationality, “How dare you rob us of our rights!” He kept striking with full force, delivering fatal blows. “Stop please! I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please!” Alpha Czar’s weakened voice somehow reached his mind, making the enraged Omega hal

I declared at the top of my voice. “But Alpha,” a familiar pale woman with dark hair called from the gathering, “the decorations are currently taking place and the deadline is approaching. It’ll not be—” “Have you all lost your fucking minds? No one ever dares to question my order and it should never happen again!” I drew my lips into a snarl, Drex was slowly taking over. I turned to Mason, “If any activity takes place without the omega being found, make sure you burn the place down and arrest everyone in the scene!” I ordered and he nodded. “Everyone, start searching for the omega right now!” I concluded and everyone scattered in different directions.

"I've known for a long time now that you aren't a true offspring of the late alpha, and that's why you were born an omega. You're angry, that's understandable. They were horrible to you, after all. But that is nothing out of the ordinary in the werewolf world! Omegas will be discriminated against, and illegitimate daughters will be treated badly by the legitimate ones. It isn't right, I know, but none of it is out of line. You had no right to come for my pack!" Her pupils dilating, Belinda took a step back. She trembled all over, her eyes glazing over as her lips parted. The sight of her made Derek regret everything he'd just said. He hadn't meant to sound so harsh, but he'd been angry. Imme

“So there’s no point in pretending. I came for what I’m owed. For what was taken from us. You can’t stop me. She can’t stop me. None of you can.” Dorian’s wolf snarled through him. “Watch me.” Bryan shifted slightly, angling his body in front of mine. “You’ll have to get through both of us.” Rowan’s eyes flickered with annoyance—just before a blast of wind tore through the chamber. I reacted instinctively. My Omega power surged. It rose like a tidal wave inside me—heat, pressure, instinct, and raw magic. It burst through my palms in a shimmering pulse, splitting the force in two before it could hit the men. Stone cracked beneath our feet, dust swirling in a violent spiral.

“Today we are here to say goodbye to Mare, a true woman who dedicated her life to books, knowledge, and her family. She would not want us to say goodbye to her in a sad way; on the contrary, she would want us to celebrate her life in an enjoyable way where we can help everyone in such small ways as she once did.” His words struck a deep chord in me and I had to go momentarily to the restroom of the funeral home. There I wiped my face to clear the tears and then went into the cubicle so I could urinate; at that moment I heard some unfamiliar voices. “The Alpha doesn't look well; he's too worried about his mate,” said a man with a very thick voice. “I think the one who's really having a hard t