Omega Levi Novels & Stories

"You think I'll tell you? Knowing the utter crap you do in this fucking building?" Raphael pressed a button on his desk and to one side a door opened, the large brick built man stood out into the room, having to bend over in order not to hit his head. "You remember Leopold don't you?" "Is this a threat?" Asena asked seeing the man's eyes are poised on her "You think I'm afraid of your guard dog!?" "He's not a pushover, you see one thing an Omega has that makes it a better allie than an alpha is its loyalty, and the ability to take on the wolf form without a moon..."

Alpha Leo said in his Italian accent. "Stay out of it Leo. This is my pack. Whether or not I accept her as my mate or simply as an Omega is my business. I don't share what is mine." I said as I put my daughter into my enemy's arms. As I watched my enemy walk I felt my son, Levi, walking up behind me. "Dad where is he taking that baby?" Levi said. "Levi that baby is an Omega. She can't stay here. You have two new sisters that are staying here." I said as I was unsure how I was going to explain this to my young son.

’ ❤o(≧▽≦)o Suffice to say, Levi saved each one of the candid photos in his “My Baby <3” collection. He also didn’t forget to leave a like on ones that were especially pleasing to the eye. Reporters who had their photos liked by the official account of the famously unreasonable and cold-hearted wild wolf Astar Levi, “…” ‘Is this a threat? This must be a threat, right??’ 😱

I don't know why even though I don't like her, but I feel sad every time I remember Charmaine. Rumor has it that Edward Adler's 20-year-old youngest daughter was born an Omega. Alex explained to me that Omega is a werewolf who can't change himself into his wolf form, because that's why Omega is usually considered weaker than normal werewolves. No one could confirm this rumor because Adler confined his daughter in their fiefdom, only his first son as Alpha's successor was introduced to the public. We both think it's for that reason that Adler was so thirsty for power and strength.

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.

“Watch you and Mira be happy while I sneak around, hoping for scraps of your attention?” “At least you would have a little of me,” he says, the words a bitter comfort. “A little of you?” I echo, anger threading into my voice. I push away from him, grabbing for my clothes. “What about me, Levi? I’ll always be an omega—less than nothing. What happens when someone finally finds out about us?” He doesn’t answer. I dress quickly, the fabric rough against my sensitive skin. I want him to say something—anything. Tell me our love is strong enough.

I coughed, interrupting Beatrice who was about to create a rumor. “Levi,” I called one of the omega by his name. “Walk me to the hall. And Ashton,” I turned to the second. “Bring them along,” The hall was wide and bright, filled with murmurs that stopped the moment Lucan and I walked in. He led me to the front, his hand brushing mine as he pulled out a chair…Alpha Garrick’s chair. I hesitated, but his look said sit. So I did. He took his seat beside me.

Except he was the person on the bike that night. “You’ve been following me around?” I narrowed my gaze, my fingers curling into a fist. He dipped the phone back into his pocket. “Let’s just say I take an interest in patients before treating them.” “I’m not your patient.” “Not yet,” he said, still calm. “But if I were to release the pictures and tell the world that you are becoming an omega. Imagine how the press would ravage it. ‘Tom Rivers is becoming an Omega for Gerard Vance, the man who created the Omega drug so Alphas could fall in love.” He paused, staring at me. “Beautiful headline. Do you think your father would like it?”

There, standing at the edge, was their uncle—the Alpha of the pack—his figure outlined against the backdrop of a vibrant sun ray. "I'm back," Levi announced, his voice carrying a mix of relief and anticipation. The weight of his absence seemed to lift from his shoulders as he stood before his uncle, the Alpha of the pack. Levi's uncle turned his attention towards him, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "You're early," he remarked, his voice filled with a gentle warmth. The passing of time had left its mark on him, evident in the white strands of hair that adorned his scalp—a vivid sign of aging and experience.