Sonic Movie Omega Novels & Stories

my father asked. He nodded at Roderick, and the screen started playing out the attack in front of the room. They all gasped in shock, reacting to the punishing blow that Beta Camden dealt the Omega. I hadn’t seen it yet; my father had handled the camera review himself. I was infuriated at seeing him rush at the Omega, hitting him so hard that he flew into the air.

"Because we'll have every advantage. We know they're coming, we know their timeline. And we have something they don't expect." "What's that?" I asked. "Beatrice." Theron smiled grimly. "They think she's still the broken omega. They have no idea how powerful she's become." He was right. I'd seen her training, seen her burn practice dummies to ash. Seen her split flames and throw fire like a weapon. She was magnificent and they had no clue. "So we go to the Summit," I said slowly. "And we let them try." "Exactly." Theron stood. "But we prepare, every contingency. Every scenario. When they attack, we'll be ready."

My body bucked, but her grip only tightened. Through the blur, I caught sight of my weapon just beyond my reach. The Sonic Screamer. Its sleek silver surface mocking me with how close and how far it was. I stretched, my fingers trembling, scraping across the floor. My chest burned. “You will die, knowing you were nothing more than a weak omega—” My fingers grazed the metal. With the last of my strength, I seized the weapon, swung it up, and slammed the hard edge against the side of her head.

LILA My heart gets caught in my throat when I see Sebastian looking at me like he wants to strangle me. “Get off her now!” he growls and I do as he told, my mind still reeling from what I just did. I know that is Omega’s are very strong but this is the first time I let my wolf out so it’s still surprising. “Guards take her body away and dispose it with the rest, Why are you standing there Lila? Let’s go,” he storms out of the room.

Even without a wolf's scent, my instincts were screaming. ​A man stepped into the sickly yellow light of the neon sign. He didn't smell like a wolf. He didn't even smell entirely human. He smelled like ozone, old parchment, and burnt circuitry. He was an Outcaster—a "Static," one of the rare humans who lived on the fringes of the Lycan corporate world, surviving by selling the one thing wolves couldn't master: pure, unadulterated data. ​"Nobody is looking for me," I rasped. My voice sounded like it had been dragged over gravel. "I'm an Omega. I'm nothing."

Prince was obviously taking her back. "I am not making any mistake, they call her the Omega. You seem not to know what that means. Briefly, she is the key to bring Haynes back into the physical world but once she is dead, I will be at peace" he leaned toward Prince and talked with a scary voice. "I understand you now. Haynes is the threat, she is the key to bring Haynes back. And you have to kill her. Assuming you kill her now, what if Haynes find another Omega. Are you going to kill that one too?" Prince chuckled.

For a moment, it's almost perfect—just the hum of the air vent, the tick of the clock, the smell of caffeine and order. Then my wolf stirs. It starts out small—a shift beneath my skin, like a current turning the wrong way. My hand tightens around the mug before I even realize it. The instinct hits hard. Sharp. Alive. Mate. The word isn't spoken, but it echoes through every part of me, scraping against the edges of my mind until I grind my teeth to keep it contained. Fuck. Not now. Not when everything's finally still. But my wolf doesn't care about stillness or structure. He wants her—the little omega from dance theory, the one with the pleasant scent that's been haunting my head since yester

He looked shocked. Lyne was walking on all fours and it felt painful at first but with each step, she took she began to feel powerful. "My name is Lyne and I am the Luna, daughter of Tara and Styx, Alpha of the only powerful Wolf clan. Partner to the King Zeidan. Leave this territory or we will surely do this the hard way." The Werecats were terrified of Wolves and their Alpha, the almighty Styx. This white powerful Wolf is his daughter. They scurried away and Zeidan looked at her eyes widened.

I wasn't really used to this big parties because I opted to stay back in the house whenever I was invited and grandfather never minds but it irked Madam Isabel and it was always obvious it did. "Old man Ravenstone." I heard a much older voice and I saw the Alpha standing before us. "Quinn." Grandfather flashed him a bright smile and the Luna hugged Madam Isabel gently. "This is Judy. She is the one who would be getting married to Alexander." "Isn't she your Omega granddaughter?" Luna Quinn said looking at me with a raised brow and a very not plain eyes. I was used to the stares everyone gave me because I wasn't perfect. I was an Omega after all and a very weak one.

No one in his or her f*cking mind would want to wait after seeing and hearing that. I stretched my hand, grabbing a hold of the handle, and used my shoulder to push my weight on the door. The door fell off with a huge crash, dishing out a lot of dust. It was quiet. The dust cleared, and I could smell the scent of people around—the werewolf scent. I was in luck. I stood up, wiping the dust off my body, ready to run again, when I was presented with the whole town looking at me. I was in the palace and in the very center of the ceremony. "It has been chosen; she's the Alpha's Luna."