Omega Dean Winchester Novels & Stories

The Omega smells like a thin mint from God’s personal girl scout cookie stash. Her scent is so alluring that the great Victor Erickson kneels down to get a better taste. He’s not above it. His wolf is screaming at him to get closer. He wants to press his nose all up on that scent gland, on this Omega, who may or may not be alive. A gun clicks at his temple. “Just try it, motherf*cker,” a voice sounds, much deeper than expected of a typical Omega. In her half-dead state, the Omega has managed to disarm Victor and place him at gunpoint.

The sound of Dean reading the medical label completely freezes the heavy air inside the spacious bathroom, and the continuous rush of the freezing shower water is the only noise breaking the sudden silence. I stand directly beside the open glass door of the enclosure, and I stare at the small amber bottle resting securely in Dean's pale hand while my mind rapidly processes the impossible information. Beau is the deeply feared and ruthless boss of the Southside Syndicate, and he possesses the broad physical shoulders and the highly dominant aura of a true Alpha, yet he is secretly taking the highest legally banned dosage of Omega heat suppressants.

"Apparently he was trying to sneak in and startled her, but we all know the truth. She got tired of him. The same way she'll tire of you." I can't help but steal a glance at Deoné, feeling like a true idiot for having bought her story. Wenton adds, "She's an Omega-hater just like us. I think she was trying to lure you in to get rid of you, though. Is that right, Deo? Did we ruin your plans? Sorry about that! Then again, I don't think your pet truly understood what we meant. Omegas seem to have problems with communication." "Must be their small brains," the dark-haired male jokes.

“All of it.” She swallows hard, nods. “I ran away from my pack... I was a runt. They treated me like dirt. I couldn’t stay. So, I came here—to America—to start over. I got in touch with a dealer. He sells weapons—guns, blades, even silver—to humans and wolves. He doesn’t ask questions, and I didn’t have the luxury of being picky. I met a woman a few months ago… Selene, she came to the shop I worked in to buy lead. Just a normal sale. But she came back again. Twice.” So the lead my mother used to poison me was sold by this omega?

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

"I'll keep training, keep fighting. I'll prove you wrong." Alpha Terry chuckled. "You can keep trying, but you'll never succeed," he said. "In fact, I think it's time we gave you a new position in the pack. From now on, you'll be the omega. You'll be at the bottom of the pack hierarchy, serving the other members and doing whatever they ask of you." Matilda's heart sank. Being an omega was the lowest position in the pack, the one reserved for the weakest and most submissive werewolves. It was a position of servitude, one that no self-respecting werewolf would ever willingly accept.

he said as he motioned to the house with his head. We walked into his modern-looking house and I could smell food that had been cooked. It smelled incredible. I wonder what they were having for dinner. “You cooked dinner?” Owen asked. “Yes, and I'll tell you why I did later. First, I have a question for Cat,” Easton told Owen. I looked at him and asked, “what’s up?” “How much does Amber know about wolves?” “Everything.” “What does she know about mates?” Easton asked. I smiled, knowing where this was going, and told him, “Everything.”

says Luca The food arrives and oh my god it is amazing, the best food I think I have ever tasted am ravenous for some reason as well, since being around the guys weird things have been happening. I am super horny I feel like I haven’t eaten in weeks and my eyes glow. So I’m putting it down to finding my mates. Although I haven’t heard of these things happening before. But they said I am Omega, which they aren’t heard of normally. Omega are rare and from what I have heard are meant to be cherished and loved and protected. But I don’t understand how I can be Omega when my parents are of Alpha blood.

“I’ll let our Alpha and Luna explain everything to you when they get here. In the meantime, Fiona can catch you up on the pack. She has been waiting patiently to talk to you. She is also an omega, just like you.” What? An omega? That can’t be possible. I turn and look at Fiona. Before I can even ask, she smiles and says, “Yes. I’m an omega. We have a few of them here, including Luna Katelyn and Bridget, who will someday be a High Elder just like her mother.” The doctor clears his throat and adds, “I’ll leave you two to talk for a bit, but I’ll be back in when Alpha Wyatt and Luna Katelyn get here. If anything happens before then, let me know.”

Instead of shivering despite his weakness, Zeidan smiled at him, revealing blood-stained teeth. "You should have thought twice before walking right into my trap." He said in a haunted tone and before Shelbrooke would look back to know what he was smiling at, a large white Wolf had pounded on him, gritting vicious fangs. He fell to the floor with a thud, terribly tired and weak that every sound was muffled. He was worried he would pass out which is a bad thing to happen as he has to be there for his people and prevent the Werecats from infiltrating the rest of the city, talk of getting to the Onyx. He needed to get there before them and unleash its powers. That is if it doesn't make things wo