Omega Damian Wayne Novels & Stories

Made it clear that hurting her was the fastest way to hurt me. And now, I didn’t know how to fix it. Thankfully, he turned away. He stepped back between me and Rylan, his hands folded behind his back. "Damian," he said calmly, as if he was addressing one of his guards, not his son, "you’ve lost your cool again. And this time? For an omega who hasn’t proven her value to the pack. Who may never prove it." I saw Alina flinch. I didn’t move.

“She? You mean a woman got to Damien?” “Yes my lord,” he answered. “She got to him.” “And who is this lady we speak of?” “Her name is Lyra, she's an omega mated to our Alpha. She was the last person with him before his death.” “That's a notorious crime and a sad news at that,” I said, walking about. “I remembered warning Damien that not everything that moves in a gown should be chased. It's unfortunate but as the head of the 3 Alphas, I'll be sure to avenge my friend's death.”

The howl was like a command, piercing through the air and striking a chord deep within the heart of everyone present. Emberlynn groaned, her head pounding, and she gazed at Damien. His eyes were narrowed, and he hissed, drawing out his sword. He was the only one not affected, and by the look of it, she believed he understood what was happening. Damien knew that howl too well. Even though he didn't know whoever was approaching, he could tell he was an alpha through his call. His voice Oozes with power and authority. He glimpsed many of the pack members, mostly the omegas, cowering.

“We can use her to get information about John. Things we can use to blackmail him until he pays us back.” Alex frowned. “It won’t work.” “Why not?” “She was scared shitless last night when she got here. Daisy has no control over her fear which gives her away. She needs to learn better control of her emotions.” “She’s an omega,” I muttered. “I’ve met omega’s with better control of their emotions than her.” Movement from the corner of my eyes made me turn my head. There she stood, the omega that was currently the topic of our conversation. Behind her stood Elias, looking as pissed off as she did.

How did it get to this? “Since Connor is out then maybe he wasn’t home when they came.” Damien hoped. He knew his cousin had issues with these kinds of situations and wouldn’t hesitate to release dogs. He finally got to his estate and was relieved to see no one waiting for him at the gate. Just then the talk show lady said. “Connor Williams Wade. He had harassed reporters.” Damien stopped his car in front of the gate, then rested his head on the steering wheels. “Why? Connor why?”

♡☆CANDACE♡☆ I turned eighteen today. Finally legal. And fuckable. My best friend of eight years turned out to be my mate. Damien Knoxville. Agonizingly handsome with that impressive height, built like wet dreams on legs. Every girl in the Pack eye-fucked him raw. I wasn't excluded. Even though I was his very clumsy, and dumb Omega best friend. Damien was a playboy to the core. Just like his father, Alpha Luca Knoxville. The man I worked for. The ruthless Alpha of Duskmoon Pack.

Before I think further Damon voiced, "My parents gave birth to Damni after twenty years of their marriage so they cherished her so much. Not only my parents but the whole of Oregon cherished her. She is special to each and everyone in Oregon. After she born country got more prosperous. All good things happen so all were happy. Then after three years, I was born to make my happiness double everything went well until one day on Damni's fifth birthday. Suddenly, she shifted. All were shocked cause of two reasons one she is too young to shift and two she is pure omega" I cut him and asked with a frown, "Pure omega?" He nodded his head and continued, "Yep, it was very rare and she is the only one

As we near the end of the long hall, an elderly man with sharp eyes rises. “Elder Claude,” Damien announces, pride swelling in his voice. “This is Clara Brooks, my mate.” “H-honoured to meet you, Elder Claude,” I stammer, dipping into a curtsy. Elder Claude’s blue eyes flash as he regards me shrewdly. “You’re not a high-ranking wolf, Clara,” he says, his voice low and hard. I swallow hard. Alpha Damien squeezes my hand for reassurance. “I’m an Omega, sir.” I whisper.

A strange kind of wave of relief ran in his body after knowing that she is not a lesbian. All of them finished their breakfast silently... ***** They were in the basement, Damian was standing in front of a man who was hanging in front him covered in his own blood, Rose and jack standing behind him with 2 other men... Damian was looking dangerously calm, his hands covered in blood and veins of his muscular arms were popping out due to his rolled up sleeves, he again sliced one of his finger making him scream in agony. "I won't repeat myself, Where is my drugs?..."

Damien roared, surging toward me. "Did I do something wrong?" Wendy appeared behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, burying her face against his back, her voice thick with hurt. "Clara, I know you've done a lot for the pack over these three years. But you're still just an Omega. Damien—am I really not entitled to more than an Omega? As your future Luna?" Damien's body went rigid. I didn't wait for his answer. I turned and pushed through the door.