Owl Manga Novels & Stories

It was easier that way. Because whenever I had too much time to think, my thoughts always returned to the one thing I had spent years trying to hide. In this world, people are divided into three secondary genders. Alphas hold the highest status, gifted with natural strength and powerful suppressing pheromones. Betas make up most of the population. They have no pheromones and remain unaffected by Heats or Ruts. Then there are Omegas, the group society considers physically weakest, the ones who are often looked down upon and discriminated against.

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.

Due to my anxiety, I only smiled at Miya as my answer. After a quick introduction, Miya and her brother started tonight's training with a friendly wolf battle. They had the same wolf color, a tundra. They were both quick, never showing a hint of uncertainty as they attacked each other and rolled to the ground several times. For a maid and omega, I had no idea that Miya was this powerful and incredibly fast, but Miya's brother, Mason, was faster and even more powerful since he sent Miya to the ground without breaking a sweat and then pinned her using his vigorous paw.

he screamed internally A deep growl rumbled in his chest, low and powerful. The air around him seemed to shift, growing charged with energy. The crowd fell silent as Oliver’s body began to tremble, his muscles rippling under his skin. Suddenly, his form exploded into a massive wolf, larger than anyone had ever seen. His fur was a dark, almost black shade, and his eyes glowed with a golden intensity that commanded attention. Gasps echoed through the arena as the sheer size and presence of his wolf dwarfed even his father’s.

They sense the strange magic coiled tightly beneath her skin like a restrained storm. “She doesn’t smell like us,” one of the elders murmurs. “She smells like power,” another answers. I bare my teeth slightly, a silent warning. The murmurs die. Rieka arrives late. Deliberately. She wears silver and white, Luna colors meant to remind the pack of her status. Her chin is high, her expression controlled but her scent betrays her. Fear. Jealousy. Rage. Good. I raise my hand, commanding silence. “Today,” I announce, voice carrying effortlessly, “we begin a bond of protection and claim.” A ripple moves through the crowd.

Nicole gushes at her mom's affection before she looks at me. "Let my friends go." Coral snaps again, the wolves hesitate, which makes Julia tighten her grip. She howls in pain, making everyone release us. Baron barrel rolls to Julia, standing over her in a protective position. Martin sprints towards Coral, wrapping himself around her body. Zane dashes to Cortney, standing next to her, Allison, and Irma protectively. I run towards Nicole, feeling Larkin burst with tears. I immediately started to lick her wounds, making her purr while she healed. I laid my head on hers as a small hug before turning towards Mia. I quickly count her wolves, only about 30 stand left cuont mine, 300 out of my 310

Pamela, who awakened 20 minutes ago, was the one encouraging Lavana while the fire roasted her earlier. Olmphas seldom appear in werewolves. But when they do, even the entire werewolf council have no choice but to bow their heads! Even if she had two tails, no Alpha can intimidate her and now she had nine. Olmphas are said to have carried a boon from the moon goddess herself and their powers are something that makes one's knees quiver.

He said, referring to the combat that happened minutes ago. “Ofcourse,” the corner of Father's lips curved up. He directed his hand to the both female wolvens beside Alpha Reuel. “And this is the Skylarron’s Luna, Elena and their daughter, Stella.” “Pleasure to meet you, Oliver” Elena waved her hand to stop me from bowing my head to her. “I must say the description about your…beauty do not do you justice.” I faked a smile, hoping it doesn't come out as awkward as I felt. Elena wore a smile that brightened her face warmly. Her dark hair was swept to the back, braided and held with pins. “The pleasure is mine, Luna Elena.”

He didn't have the courage to look at her bare chest due to her v-neck top and quickly looked at the opposite direction. Emma, pretending to have just realized the results of her silly action, moves away. "Sorry about that, teehee." She acts cutely and imitates the common actions of a kawaii girl on shoujo animes. **** Zen Alfonso finished typing on his laptop and had the document printed out. He went ahead and leaves the department. But before he rides the elevator, he sees Emma doing heart poses with her arms for him and even going as far as to wink at him repetitively.

Ollie said, and it occurred to me he might make an excellent lieutenant. We turned the way Ollie had indicated, back to the supply gate, and had made it perhaps twenty yards when the door opened. We turned back as one. An omega was standing there, one with almost white-blond hair. She sneered at us. “We don’t want her anyway! She can’t possibly be the one prophesized!” I shrugged and turned away. What a nut job. “She’s a Luna Wolf!” the omega said, and at that I did have to look back.