Omega Louis Novels & Stories

Amoux walked back and forth while he was looking at the clock in the middle of the pack house. He counted the time since Leah went to her office alone to talk to Alpha Brandon. He irritably took the glass of water that he got so he could calm his nerves. “Hey! Are you here because of Leah?” Amoux's forehead creased when he heard Adam ask him. It looks like even though he lied, Adam still knew the truth. He realized that his father was right, some wolves could see someone's memory, and that's why he was sure that Adam was one of those gifted wolves.

I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing. “How is my wolfless omega doing?” “What do you want, Anita?” Roxanne asked quietly. The news I had just dropped, made her weak as it made me. “I wasn't speaking to you. The wolfless omega has a mouth to respond. Or has she lost her speaking ability? Ah, you are really unfortunate” “I can speak and I am not wolfless” I replied. I had a lot I need to do and speaking to Anita and her minors isn't one of them.

"Apologies, I was just wondering why the Moon goddess bestowed an omega upon our Alpha." I swallowed and bowed my head in response. "Please, there's no need for that," Elder Thomas scolded them. "In addition to being Alpha's Luna, the moon goddess has given her something that other female werewolves do not possess." "Elder Thomas is right, Elder Samuel." Alpha approached us, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "From now on, she is no longer an Omega. There is no Omega stronger than me, and I believe you feel the same way." I couldn't fathom how he thought I was stronger than him.

He said, referring to the combat that happened minutes ago. “Ofcourse,” the corner of Father's lips curved up. He directed his hand to the both female wolvens beside Alpha Reuel. “And this is the Skylarron’s Luna, Elena and their daughter, Stella.” “Pleasure to meet you, Oliver” Elena waved her hand to stop me from bowing my head to her. “I must say the description about your…beauty do not do you justice.” I faked a smile, hoping it doesn't come out as awkward as I felt. Elena wore a smile that brightened her face warmly. Her dark hair was swept to the back, braided and held with pins. “The pleasure is mine, Luna Elena.”

Alpha Jack finished. Luna Sara nodded. "I want her in our pack. I need to keep her safe" Sean said, passinately. The rest of the table nodded in agreement. She would be a great addition to pack too. And Omega that powerfully is extremely rare and she would help grow our numbers" Steve pointed out. Sean and Alpha Jack both growled.

"The new Luna of our great pack, the one who is supposed to take over Alana's place is an Omega from one of the low packs." "That's an... that's an abomination," Elder Hugh shouted as his brows squeezed into a frown. He slammed his hands on his table, causing the spilled wine on it to splatter all over his shirt. Oblivious to the red stains on his clothe, Elder Hugh continued, "we can't have an Omega as a Luna. And certainly not one from Alpha London's pack."

' I so hate that word! I hate these ranks and statuses. Whoever came up with them must have been biased or kidding! Just because these people are a rank higher than me, they think that they have the liberty to beat me up and treat me as their slave? This is so bad and unacceptable. I hate all of them with every ounce of strength in me! I'm considered an Omega because everyone else's wolves have already shown up at around sixteen, seventeen and eighteen while I'm already twenty one years old and without a wolf. Her, ones wolf is supposed to show up before the age of eighteen where one will definitely meet his or her mate.

"Even with a fat contract on the horizon?" "That's the only reason he'd do it. And let me guess. The Omega Team has been hired to do the vetting, in the person of one Owen Cormier." He gave her his almost grin again. "I knew from the minute I met you what a sharp lady I had."

“We can use her to get information about John. Things we can use to blackmail him until he pays us back.” Alex frowned. “It won’t work.” “Why not?” “She was scared shitless last night when she got here. Daisy has no control over her fear which gives her away. She needs to learn better control of her emotions.” “She’s an omega,” I muttered. “I’ve met omega’s with better control of their emotions than her.” Movement from the corner of my eyes made me turn my head. There she stood, the omega that was currently the topic of our conversation. Behind her stood Elias, looking as pissed off as she did.

This is maturity in the species. “Do you want to see it?” “Can I see werewolves?” Sharmaine spoke up. The white wolf appeared in front of Sharmaine, she was surprised, the figure of Osmund was extremely strong and large. Sharmaine raised her hand, she wanted to touch the werewolf. Osmund gently lowered his head. Osmund is the king of werewolves, he has strength and arrogance but when facing Sharmaine, he is always a gentle and warm Osmund.