Omni-man Happy Novels & Stories

Unexpectedly, the other party thought he was comforting. Omi nodded and handed Allen Peterson a can of beer: "well, I know, if you can drink with me, I'll thank you very much. Don't say anything more to comfort me." Allen Peterson didn't believe her and didn't say anything else. He and Omi just met by chance. At this time, it's the limit for him to say so much. He can't say anything else. In case of leakage, it will be bad for the Han family to take precautions.

"I feel bad you had to ask me that. I wish Forth luck." "Why." The man appeared as if he fell from the heavens. He yelped. He felt like a dear caught in the headlights, even the smaller omega felt his guilt levels or maybe perhaps he saw it. "I'll get going now… Thanks for the ride." They both watched the tiny omega disappear in the building and Beam faced his mate. It's been a long time coming, he desired physical touch a heat was building the longer they stared at each other and when the omega was far from sight he pleaded.

I don't want to get my hopes up for a happily-ever-after that might never come. Instead, I need to focus on myself. I need to focus on being happy and getting stronger. I want my mother to be proud of the woman I am. I don't want her watching from above and feeling sad for me. I want to turn this experience into a stepping stone. I am not ashamed of my Omega past, and I don't view omegas as weak. They are some of the hardest working pack members, but I know I want to get stronger physically. I want to prove Kandace and Logan wrong. I don't want to be a weak human with a strong wolf. I want to be equal to my wolf. I want to learn how to fight and defend myself in human form, like my mom.

DEXTERA Roxanne's eyes lit up the moment she saw me. “Oh my, you're awake. How do you feel now?” “I feel tired and empty inside.” I replied honestly. She continued cleaning up her freshly used materials, taking a minute to flash me a small, genuine smile. “It’s normal, given the physical exhaustion your...‘other part’ incurred on your human.”

Arms scarred from battles he didn’t seem to regret with the sense of pride he carried them with. Beta, my instincts supplied. Authority clung to him like second skin. “You look worse than I expected,” he said, gaze sweeping over me without pity. “Tion thought you’d break faster.” I said nothing. My throat was too dry for words anyway after not consuming anything in over 24 hours. He set down a metal tray — real food this time. A bottle of water and a clean cloth. “I’m Dante. Beta of the pack.” A pause. “And you are?”

|Raya/Sameen| “Yeah, I’ve tried everything I know but it’s not working,” I admitted, rubbing the back of my neck as I explained to Alex after asking him how to make Orion happy. “Well, give him a glass of alcohol and massage his shoulders to ease the tension,” Alex suggested, then chuckled. “Would that help?” I inquired and he nodded. “Or you can stuff his mouth with your…” he trailed off, wiggling his brows. “Alex,” I called in shock, heat spreading across my cheeks.

I scoffed, “sure… I’ll just take your word for it.” “Pinky promise,” he winked at me, “cross my heart and hope to die. We don’t want to start a war. We just need some leverage.” “Taking me won’t end well for you.” I replied, getting ready to shift. "My people will come for me." The man shrugged, “I’m just following orders, girly.” “I’m no girly either.” I growled. He chuckled, “fine, Marley Omari of the Iron River pack. Just follow us, and we promise to treat you as well as can be expected.” He checked out my body, from top to toe, lingering on my breasts and then on my core.

Calming myself down, slowly, I turned to the curtain and opened it. A WOMAN IS BESIDE HIM!? That woman… “Damion?” I called for his name. He was awake, smiling playfully with a trace of lust for the woman. He didn’t hear me at first. So I called him again. Louder this time. He was shocked for the first few minutes and then calmed down. “D-Do you know her?” I asked though I was stuttering to speak. Damion jerked his head on the other side. The woman showed her face and offered her hand. “I’m Mia, the Omega of Sombermane Band Pack.” I accepted her hand and smile a little.

She didn't return for a few seconds, but she didn't tell me what she had meant. “Fine, don't tell me,” I said, moving over to the bed and sitting on it. “From my previous pack house, it's not a big deal for you to be a part of things like this.” You wouldn't even get to choose, because as an Omega, you were automatically meant to be used by everyone, whether you desired it or not. “You know your previous pack house?” Hanna's voice brought me to the moment, and I looked at her as she curiously stared at me.

"Give it back. Your scheme won't work." "Oww! is your hand made of brick?" Omar wailed. "Well sorry, i am an omega and I'm used to working," she sulked. "I didn't mean it that way," he quickly said and she laughed. "I was joking with you now give me my sandwich," she frowned as she stood up and turned to him, kneeling down on the bed. Omar smirked and squeezed the whole thing into his mouth. The omega gasped, her pretty eyes widened to the size of apples. She couldn't believe he did that.