Novel & Cerita Shattered Omega

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.

They didn't know she was trying to stop the urge from ripping their throats apart. Delaney notices many other shabbily clad hostages being dragged out of their cells as they make their way into the filthy hallway. She also discovered that the slaves were werewolves, not humans, after inhaling their scent. They were omegas. Omega wolves are the weakest of the wolf species, whose strength is compared to that of a human. The only difference is their super-hearing abilities, sense of smell and a few other things. They strolled aimlessly as if they had been subjected to a series of torments. Their eyes had darkened for a long time, replaced by pessimism and defeat.

Blade shouted, It was not a request, it was an order. Bella Manchor was the omega to the air winder pack, she was not just an omega, she was a wolf less werewolf. Her life was difficult, but became like hell when she got mated to the most wicked, arrogant, deadly and vile alpha, alpha Lucas, who used her for his sexual pleasures and afterwards, rejected her, but as fate may have it, she ran away from the pack, running into the hands of the vampires.

The word landed like a lighting on soft grass Eyes shifted to me Silence, pure silence - Like they wanted me to crack and confess for a crime I didn't commit I Stood my ground and stared back Then a whisper drifted from somewhere behind. The place was so silent it was audible “Some Omegas bring ruin wherever they go.” My fingers tightened around Mira’s. I kept my head high. I would not crumble here. Darius stood at the front, expression carved like hard stone. Untouchable and mostly, unreadable

He was likely with Selene, toasting to their "victory." They had no idea what they’d just unleashed. I didn't save Lyra out of charity. I wasn't a savior. I was a predator just like them. But when I saw her in that alley—broken, bleeding, yet still trying to crawl away, I felt it. A pulse. Not a heartbeat, something else. Something ancient. Most omegas were static. They were soft, pliable, and designed to blend into the background. Lyra wasn't static. Even when she was weak, the air around her hummed with potential.

“I am Omega. I am the protector. I control my power, my choices, and my heart.” The mirrors cracked, splintering into a thousand fragments, and the room shifted, collapsing into a single passage leading deeper into the fortress. My chest ached, exhaustion gnawing at my limbs, but I pressed on. Rowan was close now—I could feel his energy, coiling and waiting like a predator ready to strike.

“Then what happens to Bram after?” I clench my fist beside me, “He dies too.” “I have never doubted anything you opt to do but this… I don’t want us to get involved with them in the first place. See, there are few rumors that the Omega is a special wolf and that he has something inside him, only his mate can unlock. I don’t know how true it is but one has not been born in the last hundred and fifty years. The last Omega couldn’t find his mate and died of loneliness. Bram’s case is different, he found Alpha Knight and he is happily married, why are you trying to ruin his life?”

My body screamed, every broken rib, every tear demanding surrender. I collapsed forward, my hands hitting the floor, my blood dripping like rain. And in that chaos, in that sea of voices, I heard only silence inside me. My wolf, gone again, but leaving behind a promise. She was there. And I wasn’t just an omega anymore. I was something more. Then everything went black.

When the strike came, she dodged it, and cornered him. Then, suddenly, her claws flared. It wasn't the usual claw, not the type to be hidden. It came out blazing molten silver, big enough for the smallest pup to see from the upper level. The warrior staggered back, shock evident on his face. Then, the little Omega rose, her shoulders rising with her, eyes glowing violet. The crowd erupted in shock. Some were amazed, while others wallowed in unbelief. “Impossible! That's not happening!” Cael hissed in shock also.

When he raised his head, I saw red-nothing else. When he stood up, holding his stomach and limping towards me, I backed away. Male wolves could heal quicker as they had the strength and power too. Amd secondly I was an omega. In a flash, he was standing in front of me, and before I could use my reflexes, he threw me against the mirror with full force, causing the mirror to shatter into my back. The pain was inevitable, ongoing as the sharp shards tore my skin apart. I rolled on my stomach and bit my lip to contain the scream but some omegas were already running out of the kitchen afraid.