Omiai Aite Novels & Stories

Suddenly the thoughts click in my brain, surely he’s not suggesting what I think he is? “There, I can tell you’ve worked it out.” Aimon grins. “You’ve already proven yourself capable of bearing an Alpha’s pups, and I admit that of the various women in my orbit – I find your spirit refreshing.” He rises from his chair, coming towards us. “Not to mention, your smell…” He breathes in deeply, his eyes beginning to glow. “I’ve always heard about omegas’ entracing scents, but I’ve never had the pleasure of experiencing one for myself.” “And you think I would agree to be your brood mare?” I scoff.

Eliz smiled. "Hmmm, are you used to participating in festive competitions?" I asked. Eliz nodded her head "of course, but not all competitions. Only a few. such as running the fastest, catching arrows, and many more. but what we are looking for the most is actually the atmosphere. Most omegas will find their mate. as well as others," eliz explained

Her pheromones remind him of the smell of freshly squeezed lemon juice with a hint of petrichor— like drinking lemon tea on a rainy day. The thing she’s referring to is a smallish omega—a female maid who’s kneeling on the floor and repeatedly bashing her forehead on it in apology. “I’m sorry, Mrs!…I’m sorry!…please, I have children….please…”. Her pleas fade into the back of his mind. The seven-year-old Aito is more fascinated by the dark, red blood dripping down her face… a bit darker, and it would be the same color as Mother’s nails. He wonders if she’ll keep bashing her head against the floor until her brain matter spills out, and he finds that he’s slightly amused by the thought of it.

I laugh as I let her go, watching her fall to the floor. "On second thought, I'll just grab a banana. " I laugh as I walk out. I hate omegas, absolute scum of the earth. I don't even know how some Alphas consider them part of the pack. They are nothing more than slaves and a good fuck every one in awhile. Alice isn't a good as she used to be. She may be my mate, but I'm getting tired of seeing her all the time. It is quite interesting watching her try to entertain me though. Thinking she's still sexy after all these years. Disgusting.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

The Omega was pushing all the wrong buttons. “You will go back to your room and I will pretend this little fiasco didn't happen.” I barked, taking a domineering step towards them. Of course, as Omegas, they had no other option but to cower in the presence of a stronger wolf. I deliberately deepen my voice for effect. I could seriously hurt them if I wanted to. And I reminded them just that, before adding, “whatever enduring you think you have done will be nothing, compared to the hell I will put you through if I catch you trying to escape again.” Cameron turned abruptly and headed back to their room without a word, but his feisty sister had something to say. Her murderous eyes zeroed on my f

Julian said. "Whatever the hell you mean, Lian." I shouted, I was beyond annoyed that day, all I wanted was a little rest and was that too much to ask. "You might as well want to see this one for yourself." Julian spoke through the earpiece. I found my way in and glanced at the Omega. I was amazed by the omega's beauty. The girl was literally gorgeous. She had almond shaped eyes, curly locks hid her soft forehead and sweet plump lips which seemed to tempting me into claimig her plush lips and mark her milky neck and make her mine.

Just Irene, sitting in the dirt, coaxing flowers to bloom. One of the omegas laughs softly. “The roses like you, Luna. Look — they’re opening.” I blink in surprise. The buds that were closed moments ago now show faint streaks of pink, trembling as if shy. My heart swells. “Maybe they can feel happiness.” “Or maybe,” the omega says, his tone almost reverent, “they know the Goddess’s touch when it returns to the world.”

And if I didn’t learn to control it… I wouldn’t just shatter packs. I would rewrite them. Ryan’s breathing turned uneven. Not from fear. From instinct. Submission trying to crawl up his spine. And that that was the most dangerous part of all. Because if an alpha could feel it? Others would too. Selene’s voice turned silk-soft. “You’re not omega, Aria.” Her silver eyes gleamed. “You’re apex.” And apex creatures… Don’t get rejected. They get worshipped. ___________________________________

they all took seats around me, my legs began quaking beneath me, I was afraid of what might happen, I mean I knew I was almost not myself anymore, I was drugged and to make matters worse I am currently tied up. “Long times no see” comments my step sister, Victoria. And why am I not surprised, she made sure to bleach hair rich brown hair blonde. “Victoria” I call out loud, everyone who hears her name come out of my mouth knows that it came out in bitterness, I couldn’t even begin to phantom what I feel right now. “Hello dear” wicked Diana asks as she comes close and touches the tip of my hair, thank goodness its trimmed a little. “Your hair is still growing faster than it shadow I see” she lo