Omega Knot Novels & Stories

Because Azura's conservatism and stubbornness caused his anger to explode officially, he shouted: "A werewolf with an Omega attribute like you, do you know how dangerous it is here? An Omega scatters pheromones in front of the Alphas, like a rabbit slowly offering itself to a pack of wolves. Why did you always put yourself in such danger? If I hadn't appeared in the deserted alley that day, you would have been eaten by those fucking Alphas." Azura was amazed; she stared at him with wide eyes, eyes filled with questions. Her eyes were red; tears were pouring out in front of Conal. She slowly asked: "You know I'm an Omega? Since when? The one who helped me in that alley was you?"

I say . I didn't want to push him to reveal secrets that weren't even his . He nods . " It's better that way . " " But can I at least ask what an omega is ? " As if it wasn't obvious already , my knowledge of the supernatural world is quite limited and I don't even know the most basic things . Ugh . Why didn't dad let my trainers teach me things besides vampirism ? It's ridiculous . Knowledge is power is it not ? " An omega is a wolf who never turned . They're more like humans than wolves honestly . " He shrugs , not seeming to make a big deal out of it .

Ollie said, and it occurred to me he might make an excellent lieutenant. We turned the way Ollie had indicated, back to the supply gate, and had made it perhaps twenty yards when the door opened. We turned back as one. An omega was standing there, one with almost white-blond hair. She sneered at us. “We don’t want her anyway! She can’t possibly be the one prophesized!” I shrugged and turned away. What a nut job. “She’s a Luna Wolf!” the omega said, and at that I did have to look back.

~MIKAEL~ A few minutes after my outburst, O'Lean came into my office. His huge body stood right in front of me. He watched quietly as I dropped the folder on the table. Lately, I have been researching wolves from decades past that had the anticelestial mark and there was something common between them. Their wolves had a downward crescent mark on the side of the arm and they are all omegas. So that leaves us to check all omegas. Although it makes things easier… it would take a lot of time to separate the omegas from the other wolves.

"Don't forget to take your medicine before you leave. You have a mild burn, and this will help it heal faster." I grabbed the disgusting bowl, held my breath, and forced myself to drink all of it. Then I stepped outside to find what was mine... except she had no wolf scent, which meant I had no idea where to start looking for her. "Omega wing," Keal growled. Before I even realized it, my legs had already moved on their own at hyper speed once again. I arrived at the omega workspace. The place reeked of wires, burnt ozone, explosives, and chemicals, but amidst all the harsh scents, one smell still stood out.

It has been three long days since that dreadful day when Jake put me under house arrest. I haven't seen anyone—not even Cathy or Sophie. I kind of missed them, and it's crazy that I also missed Jake, really badly. Maybe it's the mate pull. I’ve been stuck in my room, Googling about wolves, werewolves, and witches. I learned quite a lot, actually. I learned about mates, the bond, and that the Alpha is the leader of a pack. He has a Beta, who is second in command, and a Gamma, who is third in command. The pack also has higher-ranked wolves like the Delta, Zeta, Eta, Theta, Epsilon, and the Luna, who is the Alpha’s mate. Unfortunately, I also learned that packs have lower-ranked werewolves know

The omega. Orchid.

But, I don't care. “Damelza,” she replied in a soft voice, making the wolf inside my body squirm comfortably. I smiled, and then I ducked to press my forehead against her. “You are so sweet and beautiful, my Omega.” I re-tightened my arms around her slender waist, pointing my nose at her tiny nose. “What?!” Damelza's startled voice sounded funny, making me smile wittily. Ah… it appears that my Omega needs real evidence from me. I opened the collar of the black shirt I was wearing, revealing my right neck, which displayed a wind vortex sign with a triangle inside.

Kassandra's POV: First off let me tell you how I got to be an omega in my pack. It was one tragic night when I was 14 and I was at home with my parents, the alpha and luna of the Red river pack in texas. I had just got home from school and went to take a nap when I heard a noise from the living room. I went down to check it out and saw that three rogues had found their way into our house. Next thing I know my father was dead and my mother told me to run and that's what i did.

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.