Omega Damian Wayne Novels & Stories

I’ve given him a few days, but after dinner, I’m going to get him. *** Damian I left the compound after we talked to Liam. I drove out to the lake where Ophelia and I had our first date. I’ve been staying here sleeping in the back of my truck. I feel lost. The past few days without her have been hell. She is in another country, taken by another man and there is nothing I can do right now. Everything we do here has to be precise. As much as I want to go to Russia myself, I can’t. I must wait. I’ve had to avoid Mitch since the conversation with Liam because if I’m completely honest, the thought of shooting him crossed my mind. I wanted to, to get her back. But I knew Jax was behind me, it woul

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.

"Don’t act like you know what’s going on between me and Kira." I lean forward in my chair, my voice dropping. "I know exactly what’s going on. You’re too much of a coward to face the truth — that you’re ashamed to be fated to an omega." "You don’t know what you're talking about!" Damian barks. "Don't I?" I challenge and his face flushes with anger, fists clenching tightly at his sides. "No, You don't" he growls through gritted teeth. I know I've struck a nerve — and I can't help but enjoy it.

Even though Kayson’s lightning energy did not counter his negative energy, there was no way he could defend himself against an attack from Kayson. Damian was an elite fighter from the Skyspring Wolfendens. He was only half a step away from entering the gold stage, but he met his demise at the hands of Kayson today. “Dr. Yarde... Are you a pre-celestial energy user?” Gerald did not know how to put his feelings into words right now. If he could get someone like Kayson to help his family, he might be able to bring his family to the next level and reach the heights of the six great families.

I kept my hands folded in my lap as we drove, wondering what I had gotten myself into by agreeing to this. Inside the car, it was quiet for a long time. I finally broke the silence. “Tell me about your family.” Damien’s expression changed right away. “There’s not much to tell.” “I doubt that,” I said. After a pause, he started talking. “My father remarried after my mother died. Victoria is my stepmother. She likes control.” I smiled a little. “That’s your warning?” “No.” He glanced at me briefly. “This is. Answer only what you’re asked. Don’t volunteer information.”

"Selena Hayes." "Selena." He says it like he's tasting it. "I'm Damian. Damian Vargasin. Alpha of this pack." He pauses. "You want to tell me why a Bloodmoon wolf is dying on my border?" I shake my head. Can't. Too much. Too many words. He nods like he understands. Like he gets it without me having to explain. "Okay." He slides one arm under my knees, another behind my back, lifts me like I weigh nothing. "Hold on, Selena. Don't you dare let go."

This man trained both Ashly and Allen, so he can be more dangerous than them. "I kicked them out of my pack after they attacked Allen and Ashly for no reason. I've told them from the beginning that I can't take any bad behavior towards Omegas. But the two of them always hated Ashly, but they never voiced why." Alex spoke sternly. His late mother' was also an omega; even though he doesn't remember much about her, he knows his mother is a kind lady. He always told everyone in his pack to respect each other. But he can't control their behavior or change their thinking.

She turned the chair around to face me and sat down. "My name is Sasha Copperman." "Copperman?" I murmured bluntly while nodding. I don't know why. "Yes, Copperman, my family was part of one of the most blessed packs in the whole of Oceania." "I am really sorry to abrupt you during this whole copper thing, but that's not what I asked you. What am I doing here? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?. "

He carried no laptop, no files, just himself. And somehow, that was enough. “Ms. Whitmore,” he greeted with a smooth nod. “Mr. Adams.” Ryan stiffened. “You know my name.” Damian smiled slightly. “I make it a habit to know the names of those who protect people I’m interested in.” Ryan’s eyes widened. “Interested? In what sense?” Damian looked at Aria. “In the business sense,” he said with a calm that didn’t fool anyone. Ryan reluctantly sat. Damian pulled out a chair opposite Aria and sat down. “I assume you’ve heard by now. I own Blackwood Holdings.”

My Omega instincts naturally weakened under the force of his dominance, leaving me unable to resist. "You're unfair," I hissed, my voice laced with anger and surrender. "I'm only doing what I must to make you an obedient Omega," Damian replied. I exhaled in frustration, realizing I had no strength left to fight him. "Fine, I will stay by your side for this gathering," I conceded. Hearing my answer, Damian released his grip on my arm. But because my body had weakened under his Alpha dominance, I nearly collapsed. Fortunately, he quickly caught me, his strong arms wrapping securely around my waist.