Omega Leadernim Novels & Stories

The note read: Dear Alpha Amal, We are the members of the Weeping Willows, Sam's former pack. We are writing with a lot of thank yous. Thank you so much for your offer. We do not take it for granted and we will be taking you up on it. The first of us will begin to move tomorrow. I only hope that you will be able to receive us kindly. Thank you so much, we will see you soon. River, Pack leader.

“Someone with a high rank. A female wolf who can stand beside him as an equal, support him, and rule the pack together.” No one said anything for a long moment. Flint, however, didn’t look offended. He just smiled. “I don’t agree,” he said finally, his tone light but firm. I turned to him, surprised. “You don’t?” He shook his head. “I don’t think power decides who can lead. I think an Omega can lead too.” That drew a murmur from the others. Flint leaned back slightly, his gaze fixed on me. “I have enough strength to face any war alone,” he said confidently. “I don’t need a high-ranking Luna to help me win. What matters is loyalty.”

"It’s the first day for me as the Luna here. Please help me if I don’t do my work well, Father." My father grinned and patted Lisa’s hand. "Don’t worry. You will be a great Luna. It’s your day. Enjoy it. You can start doing your job in a few days." Then I guided Lisa to my house. Mimi greeted Lisa and me. She had been waiting for us. Melanie stood there with her. "Greetings, Alpha Cameron and Luna Lisa. It’s a great happiness for us to have you back in our pack." "Thank you, Mimi." Then I glanced at Lisa. "It’s Psi Mimi. She is the Omega’s leader here."

Now, it's not unbelievable that my nemesis end up to be this cute and enticing that some times I try to consider letting him off and living with him, but yet again, I have already swear to kill him. Argh. Oath is the worst decision one should think of taking, it will not only hunt you but stay with you until you attain it. Shortly after, the event ended and few other Omegas walk up to the lower platform - staring at us. "May the Moon Gooddess bless our Lord and Our Luna." the first man, Jackson who seem to be the Omega(s) leader said with a high pitch loud voice and immediately, the remaining crowd begin to chant with their heads lowering.

They had never imagined such a possibility, and now it was within their grasp. "My father," I announced, my voice steady, "will lead the omegas. He is a man of honor and integrity, and he will guide you with the wisdom of his years. Under his leadership, you will build a community where all are valued, where all can thrive." The omegas erupted in cheers, their joy palpable. My father, standing nearby, stepped forward, his expression a mixture of pride and humility. He had always been a guiding force in my life, and now he would be a guiding force for the omegas, helping them to build a future where they could stand tall and proud.

I commented, staring at Oliver. “What can I say, the old man doesnt like shirts.” He said, grinning proudly. “Yeah men, your dad is so cool.” Josh added. “It runs in the blood.” Oliver said, with a wistful smile. Following that, Alpha Cain Ottoman, the leader of Miletus made his entrance, he had a huge scar across his face , a testament of the many confrontations he has had over the years, his breaths were slow and powerful, steam billowing out of his nose in sharp bursts, his Luna, Bridget, stood beside him rubbing his chest in an unsettling way which seemed to be calming him down.

“I am the leader, Olive. I’m not born to be protected by my followers. I’m born to lead and protect you all. Tears started to form in Olive’s eyes and seeing it, Ashriel hugged her. “B-Boss, I really can’t please…” Olive pleaded, and her eyes trembled, causing her tears to start falling. “I’ll do it. I’ll do the mission so please-“

He sat up in his chair and straightened his suit, not because it was wrinkled though- Megan suspected it was more of an habit with him than anything else, a mannerism whenever he wanted to say something serious. "Like I told you earlier," he began soon after, "Olympus is the United Nation's Covert Affairs Department on Threat Assessment and Response's paramilitary division. We're an autonomous unit that monitors the activities of the world for anything that can put it in danger, and respond when such threat arises with every resource at our disposal." "Resources which happen to include three superpowered teenagers," she completed for him. He nodded affirmative, smiling presumably at the way

When she reached the platform, she pulled back her hood. She was beautiful with long dark hair. She had sharp features, and her eyes were like ice and she radiated more power than any Alpha in this room. "My name is Flair," she said. "Leader of the Silvercrest Pack, and I am willing to pay one hundred thousand gold for this omega." The room erupted in whispers. "The Silvercrests?" someone hissed. "What are they doing here?" "This is not your territory," another Alpha said. Flair ignored them. She looked only at Ronan. "Do we have a deal?" she asked.

She certainly hadn't asked for the job. "We made you our leader because you are one of the most powerful magical omega wolves in Nigaland. The night children wanted someone that could actually fight for them," Jordon said, grinning at the grimace on his sister-in-law' face. "One of the most powerful after my beautiful wife, of course," he added quickly when Adira glared at him. "You are equally powerful?" he asked when Clary glared at him. They were far too competitive!