Omega Peter Parker Novels & Stories

“My wolf is weak and that makes me less of a wolf? If that makes sense.” “I know you are an Omega, found out in the hospital.” He rolled his eyes. I smiled, being an Omega doesn't mean anything here, if it was in the Silver Claw Pack I wouldn't dare talk to a Beta not to talk of entering his room. “Shit!” Connor spilled the hot tea on his chest. I stood up from the bed and took the tray from him,I rushed to the cabinet, grabbed a tissue,ran back to his side and wiped it for him.

They didn't know she was trying to stop the urge from ripping their throats apart. Delaney notices many other shabbily clad hostages being dragged out of their cells as they make their way into the filthy hallway. She also discovered that the slaves were werewolves, not humans, after inhaling their scent. They were omegas. Omega wolves are the weakest of the wolf species, whose strength is compared to that of a human. The only difference is their super-hearing abilities, sense of smell and a few other things. They strolled aimlessly as if they had been subjected to a series of torments. Their eyes had darkened for a long time, replaced by pessimism and defeat.

The air was different and unlike the other days. Petal's father, Xavier Brooks, had hired a paid service to the willing teen wolf who volunteered to help him do some menial work in his huge house. Yeah, those were supposed to be cleaned by Petal but Xavier Brooks was feeling different for that day. He even went as far as preparing and throwing a huge party for Petal, so he told her. On that day, Petal would be completing another circle round the earth surface yet again. It's her nineteenth birthday and Xavier Brooks had decided to throw it in a grand style which he has never done since her existence.

He replied in anger, facing her as his powers exuded from his body But it seemed like he couldn’t harm her either, it was like a wall was built around her immediately he got close to her, but he kept surging in, trying to break free, in seconds, he stepped back, panting and taking a seat at the altar. This male creature seemed old, his white beards long enough to touch his chest, he looked more like a werewolf than a witch, his fingers were so long, giving him a very creepy look, he was adorned with ornaments that seemed ancient.

As I was ready to devote myself to him. He sensed the phenomena and asked, "You Phenomenon is so sweet I want to eat you up. " and he start kissing my neck. His uncle noticed it as he was also an alpha and he immediately stopped the car and bring his suppression and give both of us one each. He had an Omega suppressant too as they have a few Omega officers with them who need medicine.

I squeezed my mom's hands a little tighter and we both shared a hug before I left the house. The Tartarus Pack was very big, located in downside Seattle, and it lived up to its name. For omegas like 'us', this place felt like a prison. You worked and worked, yet got nothing good in return. The Tartarus Pack dealt with major cybersecurity and technology, and it was led by Alpha Reis Throne. I hadn't seen the man before, but I had heard a lot about him. I had heard about his bad temper, believe me, I hadn’t just heard about it, I experienced it. Every. Bloody. Day.

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

My mate. “Rowan…” My voice broke, the truth spilling out with my tears. “Why are you doing this to me? You know what we are.” His expression hardened instantly. Fury carved deep lines into his face. He yanked his hand from mine like my touch poisoned him. “You think I’d accept this?” His voice dripped venom, each word a dagger. “A wolf-less omega? The murderer of my parents?” He looked over me, every syllable hammering me down. “Don’t fool yourself, Anya.”

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