Omega Sirius Black Novels & Stories

Doll closed his eyes and Hades felt his body go slack, accepting the punishment as if it were Hades dishing it out. "I do." Hades growled out, trying to focus on anything but the intense pleasure his out-of-control body was feeling. "It wouldn't be the first time you did that, you sick bastard." He had nothing to hold on to. The black sands were a manifestation of the Black Throne's aura. They weren't something that could be manipulated or stolen. For a moment, Hades wished Spitfire was here. He would be able to use the feisty little no-fur's abilities to handle this fucking bullshit.

The leader of the witches Cassandra Devaraux was there, Kevin- who was just following everybody with his eyes was also seated there in a wheelchair alongside his mate, Cynthia, and the other important figures of the Pack. Alpha Morris looked at Kevin with pity and also, disgust. He didn’t care that this situation might not entirely be his fault but that was what he would get for trusting a random person as his right-hand person. That title is hardly gotten because you have to trust someone with your life before you consider having him by your side and every goddamn mind. He hated weak people. Now that his son was out of sorts, he knew he had to resort to another plan. Which was to bring back

When Amoux held the door, he turned his head again and gave her a death glare. 'If my father just didn't favor her, I could easily kill her!' Amoux talked to his wolf. 'No!' Black growled. Amoux' wolf. Amoux became confused by his reaction. This is the first time Black acted like that. Every time Amoux tells him that he will kill an Alpha female, the wolf doesn't care at all. Amoux just disregarded it and continued on his way. Leah stared at the door for a long time before she realized something.

Oscar paced back and forth with a shotgun strapped in his torso. "You absolutely have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that." He then turned to his subordinates. "Her sentence should be carried out," Oscar ordered. "Yes, sir, right away" They all chorused. Blaire always stood out in her pack--whenever she shifted she became the tall female werewolf with bright yellow eyes, white fur, and a splash of white in her black mane. At present, she was an outcast among her people, but her strength and sly moves made her an important ally to any evil plans.

And we need to unite as wolfs ! Xander- black how long have you known? Black- 3 days! Xander- and you said nothing? Are you working with them? Black- no! Hell no .. how can you ask me that! Xander- i want him in chains till i am sure his on our side! Lori- you will have to chain me up too! Xander- no! And my word is final! Lori- why? Xander- because I AM THE ALPHA OF BLOODMOON AND YOU IN MY LAND !

He handed the phone back and I nearly fainted in relief when the screen was dark. Taking a subtle breath, I assessed him closer. Tall and broad-shouldered, with an air of quiet confidence. But it was the distinctive black mask covering the top half of his face that gave away his identity. Beta Conan, Brad's second-in-command. Really? Is my luck this shitty? Running into the very person I had to avoid on my first day? I tried to keep my tone light despite my pounding heart. "No harm done. I'm still getting familiar with the grounds." I extended a hand. "Dr. Jade Wolfe."

Harry's casual demeanor faded away. "Do you know Peter Black?" I asked. "The infamous mafia boss and CEO of Black Group?" "Exactly." I shared everything I knew with Harry, including my mistakes. He understood my actions in the aftermath, but also acknowledged that this Peter Black seemed to be a significant figure, a typical mafia type. I mocked him, suggesting that if Black was truly typical and only used his fists, would Neil be in harm's way?

He had just made the mistake of revealing where his loyalties lay. “Wrong on two counts,” I continued, stepping forward until I was looking him directly in the eye. “First, Darius Blackwood is many things—a traitor to our kind, a criminal, a greedy man willing to chase power to hell’s doorstep—but he is not an Alpha anymore.” I turned my gaze briefly to the disgraced man still kneeling on the cold stone floor. “He—or anyone from his bloodline—is forbidden to use that title because of the blood rituals he performed. He is nothing but a disgrace to our people.” Orion clenched his jaw, but I wasn’t done. I took another slow, measured step toward him, watching as the sweat gathered on his brow.

She questioned, looking troubled. The rage in her eyes was a clear sign of her deep hate for werewolves. Since the spirit dwelling in me no longer felt like putting her down like her armies, I calmly said, “It’s no sorcery. I am an Omega.” “Don’t lie to me!” She raised her voice, flashing her eyes at me. “You are using something to make yourself unstoppable! No ordinary wolf can beat a whole army of my strong Vampires. It’s an impossible thing to do, unless you’re using dark magic!” She accused, refusing to belief me.

"Once I was back to a place I knew I smelled Juniper - then saw her. She was so badly hurt and I knew I had to protect her as best as I could until the others came. Before you arrived there was the strange white wolf - her brother. He was upset at first, but then started approaching me in an odd manner. I thought I was going to have to fight him until you showed up." "Miro was afraid you were hurt, Elesi." Rhory sighs and runs his hand through his hair. "My wolf, his name is Miro. When he heard you howl...and then saw Vesper." He looks down at him, leaning down to nuzzle me gently. "Why is the life of an Omega so dangerous?" "My life isn't normally like this. I am just a boring Omega..." I n