Omega Level Mutant Novels & Stories

There is no part of my body that does not have a spot or an injury there. I have got a pair of blue eyes. My wolf's name is Octavia. She has a fur of hazel brown with some cream color on it. Well, she has a pair of blue eyes. And before I forget to mention it, she has been thinking about her mate a lot. Mate… speaking of mate, I don't think he would want us. I mean I'm not beautiful. I am just some omega who wears tattered clothes. My hair is not very well combed, I just use my hands to detangle them.

Even Elena peeked from behind the gap between the row of people to see the outcome. *Crickets* *Crickets* *Crickets* After a few minutes of silence, except for the chirping of crickets in the background, Tim looked down at himself to see if anything had happened. However, he found nothing out of the ordinary. "Hey, did anything weird happen to you guys?" Tim asked, looking at his gang members. "Nope," the gang answered simultaneously. Oswin narrowed his eyes in confusion. "What happened to my power? Was it...disappear?" He asked himself in a low voice.

I asked in horror. “You're not a mere Omega; you're a pure Omega,” Archer said. “Pure Omegas are born during a major astronomical event; they are usually endowed with incredible powers, such as, for example, clairvoyance. A pure Omega is capable of stopping a war or unleashing it; that's how awesome is what you can do once the seal of your powers is broken. Right now, we must take care that your power does not fall into the wrong hands and innocent lives are put in danger.” I hadn't realized how much my life had changed until that moment.

"N-No... we... we didn’t mean to––" He chuckled. Then with a snap of his fingers, warriors stepped out from the trees. They were all armed. "Slaughter them." He ordered. "And bring me their heads." "Yes. Head Warrior!" the warriors shouted in unison. The rogues couldn't survive. And within seconds, they were all dead. The man walked toward me. His strong arms gently lifted my body from the ground. His voice was soft as he stared at me. "You’re safe now, Omega." And then, everything faded to black.

"I don't know if he's behind this morning's attack. I have no proof of that, and I won't accuse a man of something I can't confirm. But you need to understand what you're protecting her from, Bron. It isn't just angry pack members who think an omega stepped out of line. It's the possibility that the most powerful man in this territory has a twenty-year-old reason to want her gone, permanently, before anyone remembers what her bloodline could actually do." Wren's gone very pale, both hands pressed against her ribs now, and I can feel it too, faint under my own skin, the thread between us pulling tighter, humming with something that isn't just the bond anymore. Something closer to fear, hers b

Even without a wolf's scent, my instincts were screaming. ​A man stepped into the sickly yellow light of the neon sign. He didn't smell like a wolf. He didn't even smell entirely human. He smelled like ozone, old parchment, and burnt circuitry. He was an Outcaster—a "Static," one of the rare humans who lived on the fringes of the Lycan corporate world, surviving by selling the one thing wolves couldn't master: pure, unadulterated data. ​"Nobody is looking for me," I rasped. My voice sounded like it had been dragged over gravel. "I'm an Omega. I'm nothing."

I said, to which he scoffed. "Don’t try to put 2X2 together because the truth is far from what you’re thinking. Well, an omega’s duty starts at five, and you’re already an hour late," He said, changing topic. "I’ve mind-linked Elijah; he is the head omega of the pack. He will inform you of Amee's schedule and everything related to her. And I’ve told him that the new omega is mute." Mute?

"It took me months to finally acquire it and I planned to give it to you after the ceremony but since the time is here anyway. It's a drug that'll suppress your… condition. Make you seem like an Omega to every other person and just a drop of it will last for three years at the very least." Snow stared at the vial, betrayal thick in her throat. How could her Roman do this? She thought he was fair, thoughtful and kind. Now he wanted to murder an entire species??! Tears rushed to her eyes but before she could react, Roman turned and strode back into the arena, effectively ending the argument. So Snow had no choice but to go back with him, her maid quietly at her side. The moment they returned,

What happened next was shocking. He dragged me back to the house by my arm and what I saw when I got inside was horrifying my parents lay dead and the house was trashed, but what scared me more was there was no scent of a rogue being in the house. Beta peter turned to me and asked what happened and why i lied i kept telling him i didn't but he didn't believe me and since my parents were dead Beta peter became the alpha and he had the pack warriors take me to the interrogation room. I sat quietly waiting for him and when he finally came he told me if I didn't tell the truth I would become the omega of the pack. He kept asking questions all night and by the end of it all he still didn't belie

Both Tina and Mutungagore shook their heads in defeat. There was no talking sense to Harold. In his blind rage, he threw away all caution and rationality out of the window. He did not want to stop and think. All he wanted was action. Mutungagore and Tina unanimously agreed that they had to follow him. However, there was one tiny bit of a problem. They both did not know were he would start.Tina knew that his father needed the wolves for him to win the war. The rogues were essential to their victory of the war. She knew of his plan to infuse science to create mutations. Wolves are better fighters.They’re to an extent a key ingredient to the creation of strong and invincible mutants.