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.

“I told you, the elders are close to giving in. I’ll give you a proper ceremony as their Luna. Why can’t you trust me?” I had been unwell for days and could keep down little more than liquids. The Wolf-Soul Decay Syndrome had weakened my wolf spirit so badly that even standing for too long left me exhausted. A sharp pain suddenly tore through my chest, and my knees nearly gave way beneath me. The anger vanished from Callum’s face. He immediately stepped forward and reached for me. “Charlotte, what’s wrong?” I steadied myself against the desk and moved out of his reach. “Don’t touch me.”

"Why my office? You have your own office." "Yes but the way they get scared when you catch them in here is hilarious." I laugh and sit down at my desk throwing the banana peel in the trash and taking a bite. "Any word on the omega who escaped?" "Darrik has a lead on him. It'll be so good to finally finish this. I hate leaving things unfinished. Plus that little runt came after me. He'll get what he deserves coming after an Alpha like that." "I wanna be there when you torture him."

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.

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.”

He was simply something out of the imagination. The men immediately fell in awe of him, his aura enough to shake them to their bones. The women gaped at him, because they'd never seen anyone more beautiful. It took a while for attention to shift to the woman by his side. Their first thought was that she matched him perfectly. She was easily the most attractive at the event, with her striking silver eyes and pretty face. She looked good there, standing by the Lycan's side, but people soon began to remember her identity. She was an alpha daughter of the Chicago Pack, who somehow managed to be born an omega.