Romans & histoires Omega Complex Chapter 53

Then the most exciting thing happened, he held the chain, pulled the omega closer to himself, took his big, beastly dick that was so enticing, and with a sharp move, he slammed in roughly. “Ahhhh! So… Urggh… Big… arghg….!” The omega’s scream echoed in the air, but I couldn't pay attention to that because at this moment, I was facing my battle, and my battle…? His aggressive eyes locked with mine, enticing me, warning me…. As he was telling me “Look, this is how I destroy the omegas I sex with. You can't take this! You can't…” But—

I stood that way for a few hours as Jay built a fire to keep us warm on this chilly full moon night. "I have no idea who I am anymore. I'm just a rejected omega with four missing children. And I have no idea where my wolf has disappeared to." I said with so much sadness in my eyes. The freezing wind was tearing at my skin, and I cowered. If that fire wasn't kindled, I thought I would freeze. Jay started the fire, and while the woods burnt, he walked over and took a seat next to me. He covered me with a blanket. "You must not let the disappointment of not being able to locate your kids cloud your identity. You're stronger than you should be for not even being able to sense your own wolf."

The old order was trembling. A third awakening struck. This one was different. Raw. Uncontained. The bond flared across the territory like a pulse of lightning drawn from the heavens. The Alpha who had once dominated a small province screamed as their body convulsed and fell. Silence fell again, broken only by the faint echo of their collapse. And then the omega rose, stronger, brighter, unyielding. Power had found its rightful vessel.

CHAPTER 17 I spent three more days with Dr Olivia, she's the pack doctor, she's a total chatter, always knows all the gossip that goes round and she doesn't seem to care too much that I'm an omega, which I noticed everyone else seems to care about. I almost trip on air with how roughly these men are pulling me. “Can you take your filthy hands off me, I can walk for Christ sakes” I yell and he all but ignores me.

"We'll just take a quick peek on our way. Don't you want to see who he chooses?" I shook my head. "If they catch me—" "Just stay close to me," she whispered, already pulling me through a side passage that led past the great hall. The hall was packed with nobles. We slipped inside with Mitchell dragging me. I held my breath, hoping my omega scent wouldn't give me away, Someone bumped into me from behind and I stumbled forward, losing my balance and fell to the ground. "Who let an omega servant into this gathering?" The Alpha yelled, standing in front of me.

She pulled a small and deadly looking knife from her clothes, toying with it on her fingers like a toy. “I know you must be confused,” Lucia said in a sweet voice. “But don't make the mistake to think we're here to welcome you with open arms… you're not one of us.” “Now listen carefully,” Nyla continued. “If you think you're special just because Damon brought you here, better start thinking again. You're an Omega, and do you know what that means for you?” Elena didn't answer. She was still trying to break free from the chokehold of the impossibly strong beauty.

I wanted to leave but my feet feel so heavy right now. The entire area was enveloped with silence until an old man in a white robe entered inside. The attention of all shifted to him. "Stop! I am glad I made it in time. What is going on here?" his intimidating voice resonated in the crown and resulted in an uproar. The Moon Goddess tilted her mouth to speak. "This is the mating ball and your son has gotten a mate and she is standing next to me!" He gave us a very intimidating look. "This is so damn ridiculous! How come, my son, is fated with a cursed Omega? She has a blood of a witch running through her veins. The last witch alive! They are our mortal enemy!"

I growl loudly and morph my fists. Am definitely killing them regardless reduction in our defence. Why demand my presence over mere trespassing. Am acting alpha for crying out loud. Require my presence amidst important situations, not over bullshits!. I pause. I sniff deeply. My nostrils capture a stinch. One amongst the most despised stinch within every pack. Omega!. "Omega!" I growl lowly. She's an omega. A rouge omega!. She's a spie. A spy ordered to gather information from us.

I can't be a swayable hot head that focuses on my high school status. As I make my way towards Chloe's room, I try to open the wall I accidentally slammed down on my wolf. Although I am still upset with him, he too spoke nothing but the truth. He deserves the right to give me an earful just like everyone else. And I do need to get to know the spirit now sharing my body with me. I mentally push against the barrier, but it doesn't budge an inch. As I enter the omega hall, I hear someone crying, and I freeze. My hands immediately shoot forward to cover my junk as I listen for where the sound is coming from.

The pack looked deserted as people were too scared to leave their houses for fear of being the next victim of the strange illness. Death had come for us all and I couldn’t do anything as the Alpha. It started with the omegas—the weakest. Just last week, we lost three warriors. Their eyes would turn blood red, their skin would go pale, and within three days, their lives would cease to exist. We had a pile of dead bodies to bury every day. "You’re doing it again, Trent. Brooding will not take you anywhere.” Amelia’s throaty voice interrupted my thoughts. Her scent used lure me in. She had the best smile and her voice sounded so proud in my head. Now she reeked of desperation that made my wolf