The Alpha Female In Omega's Skin นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Even though I’m just an omega, Rowan always chose me over Savannah. I can give Rowan what he wants, while Savannah can’t.” I smiled. It was ridiculous to see a low-class woman. An Omega acting all high and mighty in front of me. I would never even imagine having sex with a woman like her. "Why are you smiling, Alpha? Do you agree with me?" She started to get closer to me. Her hand rubbed my muscular arm. "If you want, I can give you pleasure too. Don't worry. No one will know. I can make you feel an incredible orgasm." I stared at her disgusting hand touching my arm. Oh, damn. I got goosebumps.

I didn't know if I should be angry about this, but was it the flimsy lady that just made me bleed? "But you pushed me, didn't you?" "Yes, I did," she replied, and I quietly observed her. "You would definitely kill Delancy if you did this to her." "It isn't Delancy." "Then who is it?" "An Alpha." "Young lady?" I called, and she looked up at me. "Who are you?" "I'm an omega –" "Tell me the truth and stop lying to me!!" I yelled at her, and she flinched.

I watch the warriors drag the pretty omega away. I don’t know what came over me to say she was mine. My wolf likes her that much I know. The moment we saw her soaking her feet in the river, Obsidian wanted her. Her scent is appealing. Almonds and honey. She is pretty too, with rusty red hair to her mid-back. Her porcelain skin, honey brown eyes, and from what I can tell, nice body made her even more desirable.

“You’re done here, Isabella.” She laughed—loud and sharp, like glass shattering. “Am I?” she asked sweetly. “Because from where I’m standing, you’re already too late. The drugs? Already rerouted. Most of them are in my possession. The land? Burned, yes—but marked as mine. All I need is a date to officially claim it.” I took a step back, not out of fear—but disbelief. “Who are you?” I whispered. “What are you?” She tilted her head. “I’m an Alpha, Cassius. One you underestimated. I’m tired of pretending to be the weeping wife while you moon over your omega. I’m stronger than you ever gave me credit for.”

A strangled cry erupted from the Omega as, inch by inch, she was filled wholly and completely. Ashly was rolling her hips, urging Alex deeper, before she'd even bottomed out on the first thrust. Her fingers were buried in the blankets beneath her as she panted the Alpha's name again and again. Alex arched over her. He slipped one arm behind Ashly's neck and held himself up on that elbow as he buried his chest deep. Tilting his head, he inhaled Ashly's scent and offered his own neck. Alpha pheromones emanated heavily from Alex as his body thrilled at being buried inside the tight heat of an Omega.

"She didn't respond to the mate bond." His expression changed. "What do you mean?" "I could feel it pulling me toward her. My wolf recognized her immediately. But she didn't react at all." Stephan nodded slowly. "I did some digging after I heard about her return. It seems Princess Aaira doesn't have a wolf. She's an omega." My jaw ticked. An omega. So even in that family, she was the weak one. I leaned back, turning the glass in my hand. "That makes things easier."

I step forward, Jaffe pressing against my skin, ready to tear into the first wolf that moves wrong, but one of the strangers steps out from the others. Her bones crack as she shifts. I watch her rise from the ground, completely naked, blood running down one arm. She lifts her head and meets my eyes without a hint of fear. A female Alpha. Jaffe goes completely still inside me. ‘Well, fuck.’

They know that I'm right. "Yeah, well she's not a fucking Omega," Maddox snarls. "No female has ever been Alpha, no female has been born first for it to happen." Vane looks at us. "She's not an Alpha," I argue. "No? That what is she, as she's not a fucking Omega. You've seen her wolf, are we just going to play that off and pretend we didn't see the fucking crescent on her head? What wolf has ever had that?" Dagen says as he continues to glare down at her like she's a mystery.

My voice comes out rough, urgent, and both women turn at once, Wren's face going pale with something that looks almost like panic at being seen. "Bron, you shouldn't be here…” "Who is this?” I demand, already moving closer, every protective instinct I have surging hard against the stranger's calm, unbothered composure. The woman's eyes settle on me with an intensity that makes the hair on my arms rise, something assessing and cold underneath a thin veneer of politeness. "Ah," she says softly, almost amused. "The Alpha himself. How fortunate. This saves me the trouble of tracking you down separately."

I ignored the rapid beating of my heart as they both growled in response to my command. At once, they both lunged at me. I was quick on my feet, dodging their attacks as fast as I could because I knew the truth. I knew that no matter how many people called me their alpha, I was born weak. I was an omega. I couldn’t take two of these wolves on my own. The only thing I had on my side was my speed. “Stand down!” I screamed as I shifted back to my human form. I was plotting my escape, and if I was fast enough, I would make it home before they would get a hold of me.