Omni Man Kills Guardians Novels & Stories

“You killed her, and let him believe an entire innocent bloodline was responsible, and then you spent eighteen years comforting him for a grief you caused.” “I saved this pack,” Callum snarled, backing toward the tree line as the sound of approaching guards grew louder. “And I will not let a lying Omega and a boy too soft to lead undo eighteen years of careful work.” He turned to run, but the guards were already closing in from three directions, torches flickering through the darkness, and I watched Callum’s face shift one final time, from fury, to calculation, to something far more dangerous, calm acceptance. “This is not over,” he said quietly, his eyes finding mine one last time before th

"But, I'm worried... What if it is discovered that his death waa due to poisoning? It may be traced back to me. And you know that most of the pack elders are loyal to him. They may want to avenge his death, and try to come after me..." I made a thinking face, with my hand under my chin. She had a point. Once they discovered that Damian was murdered, those Elders whom he had bought over to his evil side may blow it out of proportion, and decide to take revenge on his killer. "We may have to hide out for a while when he dies. But only for a short time, while we wait for Alpha Drax to return and reclaim the throne." I said to her. She nodded her head slowly as I spoke. "Okay, beta. I'll go prep

The feeling of heaviness inside and out weighs down on me and my fear now borders on terror. I just killed a man. Not just any man. I killed a guard of the Omega Games. Goddess, what have I done? This is a death sentence for me. No one kills a guard and gets away with it. Ever. My eyes continue to stay glued to the dead man even as my hands begin to shake uncontrollably. The trail of blood from his ears has formed a bloodied puddle underneath his head. The hair at the back of his head is soaked with blood. I do not need to have my wolf to be able to smell it. It is a wonder the driver in front does not sense it.

The problem wasn't skill. The problem wasn't strength. The problem was restraint. Every Guardian seemed determined to die. Which made defeating them without killing them significantly more difficult. One Guardian lunged. Damon sidestepped. Grabbed the man's arm. And used his momentum to throw him into another soldier. Both crashed to the ground. A third Guardian appeared immediately. Then a fourth. Then a fifth. Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. The lead Guardian watched the exchange carefully. Observing. Learning. Analyzing.

Suddenly a voice in my head chimes, “We also thought it is time you actually know the truth about Tommy and Finn. We didn’t really ask them if it was all right. We decided to surprise them, instead.” I glance around the table and my eyes stop at High Elder Ben as he smirks at Dee and me. Is he linking with me? But how? The voice continues, “It is better if I tell you the information this way. It is very confidential, and no one else has been given clearance to hear it. I don’t know if you have figured it out yet, but Tommy and Finn are both male omegas and members of the Sun Moon pack.” THEY ARE WHAT!!

How about you consider what's going to happen when Jackson learns you've taken his slave and turn her into your mate! 'She has two guards, Ghost. I don't know what else you want from me. You know, even despite your little outburst yesterday, Armani isn't going to let anything happen to her while he's there. And then, Garrett is our Gamma. He knows how important it is to protect the Little Omega. Calm the fuck down and learn how to see this through my eyes and not your fucking rose colored glasses!'

It’s how I feel, and they’re all wrong. Just then, I hear a knock on my front door. Distractedly, I go to open it. There’s a Gamma standing by the door in his standard uniform, and he says, “Excuse me, Alpha, but we’re to inform you that the killing of the Omegas have occurred.” I frown. “What?” “That’s the information we’ve received from Beta Rivera.”

The guard looked at the plate wide eyed, then at Anders, who waited impatiently. The guard gulped and took one bite of everything. “See, it’s not poisoned.” Right before his eyes grew vacant, and he started vomiting thick white foam. Anders, shocked, yelled, “Who sent the plate?" as he grabbed the guard by his collar, but the guard could not speak. Dropping him, he turned to me. " I’m sorry that this would happen under my watch.” I was looking at the man laying on the floor, not listening to him. That fate was meant for me? Who would do this? What did I do? “He won’t die. He’s immortal. The only thing that’d kill him is beheading, or fire,” he informed. He must’ve called more guards through

"Someone amongst the elders was on her side, so she was helped and sent away. But she is still alive." My heart stopped. "Where?" I demanded. "Where is she?" But before Nyx could answer, the door burst open. The guards rushed in and Elder Ronan stood behind them, smiling coldly. "Well, well," he said. "Look at that. The little omega has already started glowing. How convenient." I scrambled backward. "Stay away from me." "Grab her," Ronan ordered. The guards moved forward as I tried to run but there was nowhere to go. They grabbed my arms and yanked me to my feet.

It just was. “And letting someone else see him?” Nelson continued, his voice tightening. “That’s basically delivering him straight to death.” I clenched my jaw. Because he wasn’t wrong. Male omegas don’t survive. They don’t get hidden. They don’t get protected. They get erased the moment their first cry was heard without question. And now… Now one was lying right in front of us. Bleeding. Barely breathing. Bonded to us. I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand through my hair before pushing more of my energy forward, letting it flow into him, trying to stabilize whatever I could.