Sonic Movie Omega Novels & Stories

It only worked a little. “Well, Areston is as good as dead, no one will ever threaten you again.” His son said. “You don’t know that. That bastard had nine lives.” Win said as he looked at a few omegas that they caught. Most of them were young and one had been staring at the camera for a long time. “What is that ugly girl looking at?” “She’s just some homeless woman that we caught. Our tracker mentioned that she’s an omega.” His son, Alpha Alfred said as he crossed his arms.

And with it, the hunt. She placed her hand over her stomach again, this time gently. “You'd be safe” She whispered to the life inside her. “I promise it.” Behind her, Lowell drifted into a restless sleep, his breath evening out. Uriel stayed awake beneath the moonlight, scanning for movement. They had tried to erase her. Now, she would hunt them down. They would face the fury of the woman they created. The omega was gone. And in her place stood something far more dangerous.

I then shifted it from hand to hand, playing with the weapon. "I don't think you're understanding. You and I are mates. I might be an Omega, but it doesn't change the fact that you and I share a bond." He said placing his hand on my knee which made sparks emit from our contact. I moved my leg away from him as fast as possible. No omega touched me.

I tried to get the call to go through again, only to see that no signal was connecting in the area. I ran back inside to the office, just in time to see an omega from earlier plunge a silver dagger into the back of Beta Ross. Upon seeing me, the Omega’s eyes widened, her hand clenching the knife more forcefully. “Black Sanctum Rises, Black Sanctum Reigns.” She chanted, forcefully pulling the silver blade across her own neck to sever her arteries. As blood splattered all over the desk, I caught sight of a shadow behind me, turning just at the last second as the other omega tried to stab me in the back as well. I grabbed hold of her wrist, snapping it and causing her to drop the knife with a s

My father had been having an affair with her all this time, even when my mother was alive. As soon as she came to live in our house with her son, all of Dad’s attention went to her. He started neglecting his duties, and because of that, our alpha reduced our rank, from beta to omega. As I made up my mind, I looked at Josh. He was kissing my neck, both his hands gripping my waist. He was hard too, I could feel it beneath me. “Josh, stop. Now,” I said. But he didn’t listen. He kept kissing me like he couldn’t hear me at all. When he looked at my lips, his face showing how turned on he was, I grabbed his throat and started to strangle him.

I remembered burning the duvet on me. “Why are you still sleeping? Have you forgotten your duty?” My mother asked, still having her cold and serious attitude. “Duty? Am I not dead?” I couldn’t help but ask aloud. “You will be dead if the members find out that as the Omega leader, you are not yet in the welcome ground.” My mother lashed out. “What’s going on?” I asked anxiously. “Wake up, everyone is waiting for you. We have to welcome the Alpha’s son.” My mother said as she walked out of my room.

From a distance a horn sounded, it was deep and resonant, the kind used to signal arrivals at the border. A moment later, a chorus of excited voices rose from the hallway, and that's when I realized that the Alphas have returned. I pressed my back to the kitchen wall, heart hammering. I told myself it didn’t matter, that their return meant nothing to an Omega who had mastered the act of being unseen. But as the sound of boots drew closer to the hallway, and the scent of dominance curled through the air, my wolf surged forward.

Why was he telling Scarlett this, and why was Scarlett interested in knowing? I brushed that off my mind to focus on more important things. *** Mason, Shane, a few other guards, and I, had to go around town to attend to a few issues at the pack. Somehow, our route had to clash in the way of the center of the town where the Omega was chained to a bench. Due to my high hearing sensitivity — I could hear words that are spoken at a farther distance than any other werewolf or human could hear— I was able to overhear Scarlett’s conversation with the Omega after she chased the two she-werewolves away from insulting the omega.

"The legends... they undersold you." Fragments of his childhood lessons flashed through our newly deepened bond, images of an ancient scroll depicting the rarest of wolves: an omega who could command alphas, a peacemaker who could paralyze armies with a single cry. The last recorded sighting had been at the Battle of Broken Stars, when one such wolf ended a centurylong war by freezing ten thousand midcharge. Lyra's spine arched unnaturally. Her bones cracked like falling timber as she grew taller, thinner, her fingers elongating into obsidian claws. When she spoke, her voice layered with Genevieve's familiar venom:

But he felt the man would reappear if he outrightly refused to listen to him. A little annoyed that their breakfast was delayed, Rune plated the sandwich he hurriedly made in front of Rose, who appeared curious about their strange visitor. “I saw that the former Luna is here,” the Omega said, his thick brows frowning. “She is an enemy to our plans.” He clicked his fingers. “Now she won’t be able to hear our conversation.” Rune identified that he used the confinement power where sounds can be trapped. It didn’t make sense, though… that an Omega wolf had such powers and wielded a massive presence. And why on earth would an identified rogue gang approach him?