Omega Obi-wan Novels & Stories

His lips were cut, his face had claw marks, his bones were broken, and he definitely could sleep for a little while. “well it wasn’t as dark as you said, but I get your point” the alpha council, gather together toward the ending of the month to make decisions that would matter to the entire wolf clan. Asher the oldest among the wolves, stands stretching his shoulders as wide as he can. “this black kid, no matter how you put it, I part of us and bullies are to be reprimanded, he is part of us” grunts could be heard across the dinner table, the soon to be alpha, is positioned in their midst this time around, all eyes turns to him when he clears his throat.

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

Gabriel hummed. “Odis is on our side? Was he the person who was helping you?” I asked. “No—” Gabriel started. “No, Luna. I am on no one’s side. I’m not part of whatever the two of you had planned before you came here and I will not help you if you plan to escape. I would advise against trying,” Odis said. “But you brought me here,” I started. “For your fitting. I will say this again. I will not help you escape and neither will Gabriel. I am the Beta of this pack and I’m loyal to my Alpha,” Odis said.

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.

Amber said in a calming voice full of deception. Emily, who was still too young to understand everything, could only nod slowly. Her tiny hands gripped her teddy bear tightly, trying to find a little sense of security in the midst of the tragedy that had befallen her. The Alpha, Andrew Snyder, ordered the other omegas to take care of Emily’s parents’ bodies.

I rushed to Carla and hugged her. She was sobbing. "S-spare me." I touched her shoulder, but my fingers were trembling. I understood her feelings. Omegas like us, born at the lowest rank of werewolves, are not strong enough to fight and can only rely on others' protection when an attack like this happens. And it's so tiring. "They're dead," I whispered to her. Theo stepped around us, creating a protective barrier around us. "They're dead." The sound of footsteps alerted me, and I stood up instantly.

Notora said. "At least am better than Original Traitors." He said with an evil smile. "You son of a bitch!" Obama roared wanting to dash forward but a metal cage dropped down on them. "No!" Ivory whispered punching the bars angrily but her hands bleed instead. "What do you plan doing, attacking the wolves and rescuing the captives, you're just a dead rat." Obama roared. "Sorry to disappoint but Am building an army." Sabasto said. Two trucks drove into the place the doors pulled open.

But over the last year, they promoted him to general. Second, The AD (Assassin Division) is in charge of getting rid of everyone and everything that gets in La Reu's way. The head of the AD is Mr. Stryker, a bulky guy with tanned skin that always got a knife hidden in his boot. Others might not notice, but as one of the SD's best agents, I do.

Warning. “He is mad,” Vogar chuckled. “You don’t need to be. See this in my hand, it’s the cure to your disease. I can inject it in your system and end all your pains in seconds. But only if you hand over that Omega to me. She is no use to you anyway.” “Why? Do you fear that she is also an antidote?” “She is nothing, Bro. This is your last chance.” “Fuck you, Vogar,” the beast roared and the men stepped closer to us.

Leia asked helplessly. Oliver pretended to be deep in thought. Then, he procured a pill, speaking in a serious tone. "I think this is something we've got to fix ourselves, Leia. This is the Black Tortoise Soul Restoration Pill. When you get your energy back, we'll set out to rescue Honorable Master Darby. I believe we'll be able to succeed if we work together!" As he spoke, Oliver passed the pill to Leia with a smile. His eyes shone ominously.