Novel & Cerita Shattered Omega

"I'm what you would have been if they'd started from scratch instead of copying you." "Another clone." "Not a clone." Omega's voice sharpened. "I'm not made from you. I'm made to replace the very concept of you. Better. Stronger. Uncorrupted by emotion or weakness." "Then why are we talking? Why not just kill me?" Omega smiled. "Because death is too simple. I want you to understand what's coming. I want you to see everything you love destroyed piece by piece. Starting with your daughter." Chaewon's blood ran cold. "Touch her and I'll—"

Another figure emerged—a woman, sharp-eyed, lean, radiating a quiet kind of dominance. "You’re not rogue," she mused, tilting her head. "But you’re not pack either." Selene exhaled, measuring their stance, their posture, the way they watched her with both wariness and curiosity. These weren’t ordinary wolves. And she wasn’t an ordinary Omega anymore. "I’m looking for strength," Selene murmured, her voice unwavering. The man smirked, crossing his arms. "Strength can be earned." Selene tilted her head. "Then tell me what I need to do."

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

"Come to 425 Oak Street. Alone. No police, no friends. If you tell anyone or try to bring backup, I'll know. And you won't like what happens next." The line went dead. I met Helena's frightened gaze. She squeezed my hand. "We have to call the cops, Jade. This guy sounds dangerous—" I cut her off with a sharp look, glancing meaningfully at the phone. We didn't know if he was still listening. Grabbing a pen, I scrawled a quick note. 'I'm going. Look after yourself.' Before she could protest, I shifted into my wolf form and bolted for the door. As an omega, I was small even in wolf form, but I was fast on four legs. And I could handle any human who tried to hurt me.

The words that they say to you get lodged in your brain and don’t want to come out and the bruises. Being an Omega hurts. A lot. An Omega is also very rare because most packs treat their pack members as equals, but I guess my pack is an exception because they treat me like dirt. They said that I should be proud of being an Omega because Omegas are rare. I, Scarlett Rose Davis, is the Omega and Slave of the Broken Shadows Pack.

David's lineage have this trait ever since but they are incredibly strong. Alison's mind was filled with killing intent. The Alpha that swear to protect, love, and cherish her was now set to erase her from this world. Her thoughts keep going back to their memories and questions herself 'where did it go wrong?'. Was it because she trusted Mandy? Or was she a disappointing Omega and Luna of their pack?

I had even cut all my friendships and relationships just to remain strong, emotionless, cold, ruthless, and heartless. The Omega’s punishment was the only thing that affected me this much for the first time in many years. I had gone through the laws again to see if there was a law that could set her free, but my uncancellable laws had no way out for my omega, only rigid and dreading rules to follow. With a groan, I slapped the papers to the table and threw a few of the contracts I was reading away, lowering my head between my palms while digging my fingers into my disheveled hair.

• JASON • The ride back to the palace felt like carrying the weight of an entire collapsing world on our shoulders. Neither Nelson nor I spoke much after leaving the Blood Moon territory because honestly there was nothing left to say. The smell of ashes still clung to our clothes. Burned bodies still haunted my head. And those words… The first omega will either save your species or destroy what remains of it. Goddess. I hated how much those words sounded possible now. Rain stayed unusually silent inside my head too. No sarcastic comments. No arguments about Caleb being fake. My wolf finally remembered him completely and the realization clearly shook him harder than he wanted to admit.

Not even a little. “Alpha?” I scoffed, trembling. “Why would I want to be that? For heaven’s sake, I’m an Omega. I’ve always been...” Thorne shook his head slowly. “There’s so much you still don’t know.” All I could think about was Hailey, my wolf. Was she scared? Did she think I abandoned her? The thought of her lost and alone made my chest ache deeper than any wound. As we left the cold cell, two guards silently escorted us down the hall to the building’s exit.

Zeph’s stomach twisted further. With her arms crossed, Camille grinned as she watched Ryker come closer. "This is your lesson for attempting to get him back," she purred, cocking her head. Her voice dripping with hatred, she drew closer. "You will always be the cursed omega, regardless of how much power you have." You are so very wrong, Camille. Zeph wanted to respond, but the gag muffled everything. “Save whatever you want to say. You will need it soon enough.”