Omega Levi Novels & Stories

Constant. How many times did I have to tell him not to get involved? "Worry about yourself and your pack." "It's your pack too," Levi said. "I'm an omega. What pack do I have?" I scoffed. "Why do you keep bringing that up? I know you're an omega! What does that have to do with anything?" he snapped. "Everything," I said sharply. "I know how this pack thinks—and how you think. I'm not one of you." "You don't—"

Levi knew my possessive tendencies and knew I would do just that, and probably fuck us both 7 ways to sunday. I allowed Levi to take the lead as we walked across the room to talk to our new addition. “Hello Celeste, My name is Levi and this here is my mate Roman. He is Alpha Samuels Gamma and I am Gabi’s older brother.” Levi explained to her talking solely to the woman in front while I never once let my eyes leave my beautiful mate.

Apparently, my uncle should have been the alpha but he let my father take his place instead. He loved the freedom that came with being a warrior. Uncle Levi, no doubt, became the best of warriors of all time. To date, no other wolf has defeated him in close combat. He has what we call raw power. Unless the opponent uses some sort of magic, it is next to impossible for anyone to defeat uncle, Levi.

If Levi was a character in a book, would he be the male lead, or just the best friend? Hmm… if Levi was in a book, what kind of book would he be in? Rom com? Young adult? Romance? Dark Romance? Omega verse? “What’s funny now?” Levi murmured as I broke out in a fit of giggles. I couldn’t help it. The thought of him in an Omega verse was not only funny, but insanely hot. My little smutty fantasies were running wild. I snorted. Would he be a top or a bottom? “Are you the male lead, or just the best friend?” I asked.

I chuckled at her last statement. “He thinks you’re a weakling with no wolf. But in my eyes... You’re the strongest Omega I’ve ever seen.” “Really?” I stared at Derby, who proudly went on to talk about her take on me. “Yeah, I’m not making this up, Evolet. Among all the damsels here, you’re the only one who gives the vibe of bravery. Despite having an issue with your wolf, you still came here to take part in the hunt. You have defeated other past candidates to be at this level. And what’s so cool about you is the fact that you have a wolf as a pet. Like… Waw!” she shrieked out excitedly.

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

You wouldn’t believe what happened next! Alpha Genesis’ POV: “You’re going right?” My beta asked me, staring. “I’m not sure it’s appropriate, Dickson.” I said. About 2 weeks ago I had gotten an email saying I was invited to an omegas birthday party. I didn’t think it was appropriate to go to someone’s birthday party that was in my pack unless I actually knew them. I definitely did not know this one. Also, everyone would expect me to go to their birthday parties if I show up to hers. Wouldn’t they?…

“Comes with the matchmaking territory. Speaking of preferences, what's your type? Polished and charming? Tattoos and chaos? Muscles? Dimples?” Lena groaned. “If someone could combine a dangerous edge with a clean shirt and decent manners? I’d marry him on sight.” Calliope froze for the briefest second. Oh no. Lena knew that look. “You already like someone,” Calliope declared triumphantly. “No.” Lena pointed at her sternly. “Do not start. I was just thinking about the two men from the elevator. They were ridiculously attractive. That’s all.” “They are,” Calliope said smugly. “My nephew and his Omega. Handsome boys.”

" I asked Troy. "Alpha lance. There is no Luna yet. That's his Beta Trevor and Emma, Trevor's mate" Troy whispered. Suddenly a huge blonde man strode up to my father and shook his hands. Something stirred in me on how I saw him. I felt uneasy but also excited. The man's blue eyes flash towards our van and locked on me. I knew that their was no way that he could see me. The van's window's were tinted so that no one, not even a werewolf could seeing . I stared back in disbelief but than the man looked away.

"A what?" He laughed. "An Omega man. He doesn't care about being seen by his peers as the toughest, smartest, most popular." "Like the typical alpha," she commented. "Exactly. Omega men have a resourcefulness and cunning to get the job done with their own skill. They are all things alpha and more." He swallowed some coffee. "When I left for the Marines, my father gave me a tiny pin to wear, the Greek Omega symbol. He told me to carry it into battle and use it as a guiding force in my life. It gave me strength without wearing my ego on my sleeve."