Omega Steve Rogers Novels & Stories

Soon, more than thirty wolves were gathered around in human form, sitting or standing in the open area near the pack house. Steve stood in the middle, looking around at the strong, loyal faces that were waiting for him to speak. “Thank you all for coming so quickly,” Steve began, his voice firm and full of authority. "I wouldn’t call you here unless it was very important. I have some news, and we don’t have much time.” He paused for a moment, then continued. “ Someone very close has joined the rogues, he is no longer one of us, and he’s not alone. I have reason to believe he met with other rogue wolves, and they are planning something against me and possibly the rest of us.”

“Have you seen…?” “Christopher, Christopher Swanson” Steve supplied when she looked at him with a blank expression on her face, realising he hadn't told them his mates name. He watched as the expression turned to one of surprise. “Swanson?” Rose asked, remembering the A-Class wolf that had told them about Allen. “blonde hair and blue eyes? Looks as though he hasn't slept for a week?” she asked. All she saw was a blur before Steve was stood in front of her, moving too fast for her eyes to track.

I asked him in a flabbergasted manner " Alpha pack! Any problem" Steve said with more and more boldness in his voice " Not good," I said in a depressed tune " Who's your pack leader ?" I asked keeping myself in suspense " Simon and he stays in California" he responded dropping the bag he carried around on the ground ( bare floor) " What pack are you in?" Steve said pointing towards me who looked depressed " Omega" I responded with a was voice " Same," Lovie said " Nice" Steve responded with his usual smile