Omega Dean Winchester Novels & Stories

Zinnia was born beautiful, she was an extremely attractive and pretty woman in her pack and every other wolf was waiting for her to find her wolf so she could find the lucky mate who'll have such a beauty. And no wonder, such beauty wasn't for some normal wolf, she was mated to the Alpha of the pack, Dante Arnold, the man who was famous of his cruelty towards the omegas. Zinnia was so shocked and hurt at the discovery that she didn't waste a second and ran away from him when he found her being his mate.

Blade shouted, It was not a request, it was an order. Bella Manchor was the omega to the air winder pack, she was not just an omega, she was a wolf less werewolf. Her life was difficult, but became like hell when she got mated to the most wicked, arrogant, deadly and vile alpha, alpha Lucas, who used her for his sexual pleasures and afterwards, rejected her, but as fate may have it, she ran away from the pack, running into the hands of the vampires.

And then at the same time, the cry of a baby is heard from inside the cottage and he goes still. The child...the child was here. . . . The unknown heir of the werewolf world has been born. . . And that's when the first drop of rain falls, marking the true begining of the prophesy beyond what no one has read. Marking the very birth of the one who will come to be named after the protector of mankind. . . . Marking the beginning of Alexa Black. . . . The protector of Death. . . . Daughter of the werewolf king Volkan Knight and the summoner of death Thora Valentine.

“And I didn’t summon you here for pleasantries. Tell me who you are and what you are exactly.” Her throat bobbed, and fingers curled into her top like they could hide her. “I’m Dextera Neville, an Omega of Bisclaveret Pack, under the reign of Alpha Kestrel Wagner, son of Nelson Wagner, Sovereign Of His Bloodline.” I folded my arms. “Save me the hierarchy. I want real answers. You know what I'm talking about, young lady.” “I… I don’t...” I cut her off. “What happened last night, Dextera? You’re a wolfless Omega as far as I know. That’s what your records from Bisclaveret said. You never shifted! But what I saw out there in those woods was not an ordinary shift.”

The wolf who had once looked at her with disgust, who had rejected her without hesitation. And now? His breath hitched, confusion flickering across his features as he stared at the woman before him—not a broken Omega, not an abandoned servant. But a Luna standing beside her Alpha. “Selene?” Killian murmured, voice hoarse. She met his gaze, unblinking, unwavering. “Did you think I died?” Killian swallowed hard. “You disappeared.” “No,” she corrected smoothly. “I evolved.” The Alpha of Bloodmoon—Damien—stood at the entrance of the pack’s estate, watching her with unreadable eyes.

Tala crushed the phone in her grip then threw it down "I'm going now, if I see your face anywhere but here or in town, I will kill you" "Understood" With a last glare at her Tala walked round her and left the house. Odine fell back in the couch with a gasp of relief, so this is what is meant by never challenge a werewolf, just like a child will eventually grow up, an Omega will eventually become an Alpha, they might not pose a threat in the beginning, but there is a truth behind the term dogs don't forget and Odine experienced that first hand.

her heart to stop. His scent isn't the same. He always had this peppery, rich scent. But there's something below that. It's a comfort. It's the smell of home. "I'll be back in a couple of days for you two," Dickson says, turning back to Dean Wason. "And I've got the papers whenever you're ready." Papers? "Right. Thanks." "And get better, please. Don't bleed out before the poor girl." "I won't." Dean Wason hugs her as Dickson leaves them alone. Dean Wason She's in shock. The first time he was submerged in death and covered in blood, he responded the same way. He didn't come up for days. But he believes his girl is stronger than he was. Her breathing is shallow gasps, and she blinks repeatedl

He sighed before turning the page. Zerachiel Amos Caddel, omega. Son of Uriel and Evangeline Caddel. A hybrid of a werewolf and an angel. The strongest omega with the powers of a werewolf and an angel. Blessed with some extra powers as well. Immortal. Whereabouts: Missing. He looked at the picture of himself as a baby. He smiled looking at the baby, thinking how he didn’t know what kind of responsibility was on his shoulders when he came into this world.

I don't know why even though I don't like her, but I feel sad every time I remember Charmaine. Rumor has it that Edward Adler's 20-year-old youngest daughter was born an Omega. Alex explained to me that Omega is a werewolf who can't change himself into his wolf form, because that's why Omega is usually considered weaker than normal werewolves. No one could confirm this rumor because Adler confined his daughter in their fiefdom, only his first son as Alpha's successor was introduced to the public. We both think it's for that reason that Adler was so thirsty for power and strength.

It was a message from Sam. “Wake up, sleepy head…,” Dean rolled his eyes, “…location confirmed, Neon Nights across 53rd Avenue, I'll be there.” Dean dropped the phone and went over to his wardrobe. He picked out a pair of black jeans and reached for his favorite go-to hoodie but then remembered that the day promised a little more excitement than usual and he would definitely not want to lose his hoodie in the process. He and Sam had been hunting down a werewolf pack that had apparently just returned to town, and their departure date coincided with the month his mother was killed. Dean found out about the existence of werewolves when he was a little over 10 years old. The excitement at the co