Omega Peter 소설 & 이야기

And then my eyes catch on a figure standing slightly apart from the others. He's leaning against a wooden post, arms crossed, a study in contained power. Unlike the others, who are loud and animated, he is utterly still, a statue carved from shadow. The torchlight catches the severe line of his jaw, the unruly shock of dark hair that falls across his forehead. He's tall, broad-shouldered, filling out the simple training tunic in a way that speaks of coiled power. There's an intensity about him, a palpable aura of danger that sets him apart even from the other warriors. He isn't just confident; he's lethal. A wolf among wolves.

After the door shut behind him and the butterflies let me go, I collapsed back on the couch. "Wow, so," I glanced over at mom who was sideways to my vision. I flip over so she was right side up and I watched her attempt to pick the right words. "Alpha and Omega, Omega to Luna." Like a water faucet she started to cry, I stand and tug her into a hug.

He sighed before turning the page. Zerachiel Amos Caddel, omega. Son of Uriel and Evangeline Caddel. A hybrid of a werewolf and an angel. The strongest omega with the powers of a werewolf and an angel. Blessed with some extra powers as well. Immortal. Whereabouts: Missing. He looked at the picture of himself as a baby. He smiled looking at the baby, thinking how he didn’t know what kind of responsibility was on his shoulders when he came into this world.

Hunter Pov Hindi ako makapaniwala habang sinusundan ko ng tingin ang papalayong omega. Sa lahat ng mga taong-lobo maliban kay Beta Keiver ay tanging siya lamang ang tila hindi natatakot sa akin. Soya pa na isang alipin lamang at isang omega? Sa halip na galit ay pagka-amazed ang naramdaman ko. Bihira lamang ako makatagpo ng isang katulad niya na hindi natatakot sa akin kahit pa alam niya na isa akong alpha.

I'm an Omega. "But I'm an Omega"

They were shimmering—like some light was attached to them—a bright magenta light. Magenta Fire, I realized. It was weak, and only clung to his paws. But it was there. And it was creeping up, up and up. My mouth dried when his lower body caught that hue, that flickering fire. The black fur of the wolf burned magenta. The ground shook violently underneath his paws, probably heating up from whatever it was that he exuded. “ That’s not enough to fight me, Alpha King of the West. ” Levian clicked his tongue in disappointment. “ You are too weak for me. Come when you can actually control the element. ”

- He looked more than surprised. -What only omegas can do, awaken the wolves from madness-

His wolf was proud that the omega allowed her into their nest. Irish was cuddled up beside Aaron's side, effectively forgetting the nightmare she had a night before. It was the Alpha's goal to make his omega happy and comfortable again. Irish was far from being cured, but yet Aaron would fight with her, for her. Aaron was even watching the movie which had the annoying yellow thing running around the screen speaking some alien language. 'Despicable me' the movie which is somehow the omega's favourite and surprisingly his pup likes it too. Like who the hell likes those annoying monsters? Watch something as cool as Avengers instead.

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."

Her hands wobbled as she tightened her grip on the rod like a staff she held. "Omicron wolf, a special and rare kind of wolf?” I heard Adrian's voice. I shifted my gaze to the person standing next to the woman and gasped. It was Adrain. Alpha Adrain, his beta Austin, and two older men, including the old woman, were surrounding an image of a big white wolf. “A dead Omega, woken by her mere presence." Adrains voiced out. My eyes flickered all over him, and then something caught my attention.