Sesshomaru X Oc Romane & Geschichten

"I can't, Ragal. It's dangerous. For both of us. The council will come looking — Rowen and his army won't wait." I pulled her close until she was fully in my arms. "Then let them come." "I am an Omega and you are a—" I pulled back just enough to find her lips. The kiss was slow at first. Then deeper. "You are my mate, Hermosa," I said against her mouth. "You belong in this pack. You belong with me."

So this kiss was the beginning of our sad encounter and the ending of our possible happy life together. "Maybe it's better if we don't see each other. You will probably meet another Omega that will be much more suitable to be your Luna." I said without looking at him. The tears are threatening to fall once again but I held them back. Like a bitter medicine that is hard to swallow, that is our last farewell.

of course it was about me. I was the only Omega in Raven Pack. The only one without a wolf and the only one who couldn’t shift. I had almost begged not to be included in the mating ceremony but my stepmother Lady Vivianne had smiled that sharp smile of hers and said, “Don’t embarrass us at least stand there and let the Goddess see you.” So I stood there. The Alpha raised his hand and the crowd slowly quieted but my heart was beating so hard I was sure everyone could hear it.

“I don’t feel so good.” He scoffed. “Homesick, huh?” I shrugged. “You could say it’s something like that.” “All right, I’ll catch you up later. I have something to tell you. Don’t know if you'll want to hear it now.” “It can wait. Right now I have something more important to do.” He nodded and waved me off. Octava came out from the meeting as our eyes clashed. My wolf howled in pain, which had me stepping back. “Jakeson,” she called.

I bowed my head, swallowing every slap she threw at me. The longer I remained unmated, the worse things got. Misery clung to me like a second skin. I blinked away tears, my hazel eyes dull and red from crying. Hugging the small bag of supplies I’d bought for the upcoming Mating Ceremony, I turned to leave. They say unmated Omegas without the protection of a ranked mate are cursed to suffer. Some don’t even survive the heartbreak. And maybe it’s true. But I still couldn’t understand—why were we treated like something less than werewolves, when we were the same species?

Raphael only moaned louder, clawing down Xavier’s back with his nails, blood mixing with sweat, with want, with vengeance. When Xavier finally freed his pulsing c*ck and pressed it to Raphael’s entrance, he paused for a second. "Tell me," he ordered, his voice was rough, barely holding back. "Say it. Give me your fucking consent." Raphael’s eyes locked with his. Hands slipped on Xavier’s neck, wild and shining. "Do it. Ruin me, dear brother." The first thrust was brutal, without prepping. "AGH-HHH…" Raphael screamed. As blod coated Xavier’s cck, the realization hit Xavier.

His calm exterior hides a storm of self-doubt, but his love for Samantha anchors him, their mind-link a sacred bridge that weaves their thoughts, heartbeats, and desires into a single, unbreakable thread. Through this mind-link, their wolves—Luna, with her silver fur and fiery spirit, and Shade, a shadowed guardian with unwavering loyalty—guide them. Luna and Shade snarl in battle and purr in moments of intimacy, their presence a constant in the lovers’ lives. In moonlit glades, far from the pack’s watchful eyes, Samantha and Kevin steal moments of passion, their glowing tattoos igniting as their bodies entwine, the crescent moon and claw mark shimmering with primal power. These stolen night

And bring home a dashing wolf as mate! I felt a well of excitement and nervousness build in my stomach as I walked toward the ceremonial grounds. Before I could take another step, I was suddenly grabbed from behind and dragged into an alleyway. I struggled to free myself, but Akira and her gang had me pinned down. Akira's jeering face was only a few inches from mine, with her eyes all bright and malevolent. "Well, well, well, look what we have here," Akira snarled. "Little omega thinks she's worthy enough to go to the Mating Ceremony. How. quaint."

Kai watched two of them share something from a paper bag, heads bent together, completely sealed off from everyone around them. He looked away. He wasn't bitter. He just knew the feeling didn't exist for him had never existed and watching it on strangers' faces didn't make it easier to accept. Nobody had known what he'd present as growing up. Too lean for a typical alpha, too composed for most omega predictions. His friends had argued about it for years. Marco kept a running tally in the notes app on his phone. Omega. Final answer. Kai had presented at seventeen. After that, the interest arrived fast.

Alucard knows everything about that person but when Alucard realized it, he pushed him down with a horrified face. "How could this happen? Is my mate... a boy?" That was the Alucard’s panic speaking to him, he never felt attracted to a man but the fact that his mate was a boy was a humiliation to his reputation. The boy on the cold floor was looking at the frozen lake under his finger with a quiet expression, he was pressing his left hand in that bite trying to stop the bleeding until the wound close a little, Jaden was the name of Alucard's soul mate but he wasn't an omega.