Omega Tim Drake Novels & Stories

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.

Adele asked while shaking her head in disappointment. “How did you find out, aunty? He said that he doesn’t want to be restrained by any rules and he wants to make his own rules in his life. So, he said he will become the great Omega who never follows anyone or anything,” Beryl stated proudly. Looking at his proud face, Adele howled at him. “Mom, I don’t like this Drake wolf at all. I think he is not suitable for my daughter. I can’t even guess, what you saw in him that made you praise him so much to me earlier.” Adele huffed and complained to her mother, Betty.

There was something about Drake that set him apart, something that made the others instinctively withdraw without being told to. It wasn’t just his past or his reputation. It was the way he carried himself, like he had nothing to prove and nothing to lose. Drake’s gaze moved slowly across the room, not searching, but assessing. He didn’t linger on any one person for long, yet each omega he passed seemed to shrink under that brief attention. One of them near the front lowered his head too quickly, the movement too abrupt to be natural. Drake noticed. He adjusted his path without hesitation and stopped in front of him. The omega stiffened, his hands tightening at his sides.

"Can you speak softer, you are going to embarrass me in front of everyone." Drake laughs and says. "I don't care what other people think about it because all I want to do to you is forever in my mind." I slap his arm and say. "Stop talking. Focus on your food." I can't believe I got a mate that is sweet and caring to me. Drake is probably 1.74cm tall which makes me feel short since I am about 1.65cm. Drake is the type of guy that I could love forever because he is handsome, muscular and all the things that girls will describe him.

Drake suddenly spoke while holding a bucket of chicken. "Come on, man. Alpha wouldn't kill us because Lilith is the one who wants it to be done. And probably, they are already having fun," Victus commented with a smile on his lips while watching Denver singing at the karaoke. Until then, Tio noticed that Victus and Drake weren't drinking. So, he decided to approach them while holding two bottles of martini. "Come on, fellas, let's get drunk," Tio exclaimed as he slammed the two bottles at the table in front of them.

An omega to be sold when it suited him. Lord Ulric Duskbane was no better. Heavyset with graying hair and calculating brown eyes, he always carried a cane, though no one knew if he truly needed it. He was the Pack’s financial head, the one who controlled the wealth, and he only cared about one thing! Which was money. He was the one who profited most from the omega trade. He saw me as property. Something to be used and discarded when I no longer held value. Then there was Lord Vance. He was quiet, always watching, waiting for weakness. If Kieran ever showed even the smallest sign of faltering, Vance would be the first to challenge him. I have been observant to know each of their schemes.

Drake’s POV Drake stood under the water in his shower and lifted his head into the spray. He was tired, somewhat depressed and bored. Troy was being kept busy with international investors, King Maxim and their other businesses. He needed to find his mate, his wolf was already agitated and becoming more ruthless as time went by. He travelled with Troy, extensively and on his own. It’s been years and he’d started to believe that she was dead or had taken a chosen mate. He’d never know.

"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."

If the very sexy female with him was any indication, he'd managed to get it back on track. Somehow, he'd ended up eating with Grey and Athena, and three hours later, they'd offered him a job with The Omega Team. In retrospect, they'd saved him. He'd been aimless, homeless, and burned out, with no idea what to do after he ate his lunch. The three of them connected at once on an elemental level. Grey told him about The Omega Team and, for the first time in twelve years, Owen felt he'd found a home. At least a kind of one.

It's the dark chocolate… smooth, rich, mysterious, and extremely addictive, fitting Drake's image perfectly, and Talia feared that one day she might eat him for real. The driver opened the door for them when Drake knocked on the window, signaling that they are ready, and one Omega was already waiting with their suitcase in his hands. "Please, this way Alpha Drake and Miss…", the Omega said with a low bow and gestured toward the packhouse that was down the gravel path. There was no paved road that would lead all the way to the packhouse, and this last stretch had to be crossed on foot. Drake alighted first and gave his hand to Talia. She put her hand into his naturally and she was surprised t