The Beastly Alpha's Mute Omega Novels & Stories

He gasps for air, spitting out blood while his vision spins. The alpha grabs Soren’s throat and slams his head against the hard floor before putting his mouth on his neck, biting and nibbling on the flesh like he’s a starving animal. He pulls back and lets out a dark laugh, pupils blown wide and shining sinister, like a monster. “Fucking omega—” Suddenly, the words are cut off by the sound of glass shattering. Soren lets out another scream as blood splatters on his face while a bullet hole punctures through the alpha’s forehead before his body slumps over him heavily.

abdomen gently and groaned seductively, she curled her lip in disgust and clutched his wrists for leverage as she pushed her knees out and slid her legs around his neck. Mj locked her right foot behind her left knee and pressed her thighs together. Mj allowed Eli to scratch and claw at her legs, tearing away sections of her pants in ribbons and as she concentrated on the sound of his heart she waited for the beat to skip before she thrust the top of her body backwards, planting her palms on the soft dirt as she launched her legs and the struggling massive wolf forward, into the murky gloop of the swamps shore, she picked herself up off the ground and stuck her chin up and her shoulders out,

“So, did you meet with that guy? What did he say?” That’s why he might have found us, eager to talk with me. Curiosity bubbled in my stomach, palms sweaty, and I could feel my heart thudding in my chest. Silence stretched between us, and the hair on the back of my neck stood up in anticipation. The Alpha sank his teeth on his bottom lip, shakily nodding before meeting my eyes, “I did. At first, he was shocked, but he told me that there’s a rare breed of wolves who used to do what you did easily—their eyes colour changed depending on their mood, had a unique kind of power and listen to this…they were all omegas. The mystic wolves.”

However, I had to momentarily set my thoughts of her aside, sensing the intense gaze of the pack upon me. "Members of the Black Mist Pack," I began, "It is my duty to inform you that Omega Alexia and her father orchestrated a malicious plot against our pack and my Luna. Alexia admitted her collusion with our adversary, Elton Enger, who was exiled for not only his betrayal but also for embezzling our resources. Furthermore, he had sinister plans to overthrow me and seize control." The murmurs of discontent grew louder among the pack members, their collective voices echoing anger and resentment towards Alexia and Danny, her father. "Execute them, Alpha!" The pack's call for justice was deafeni

“Fucking Omega.” Claws pull me back down. And before I can even meet his eyes again, the wolf whips a blow across my face. He doesn’t hold back, not at all. I smash into the snow like a limp rag doll, given exactly a second to breathe until he is upon me again. He bends, running his tongue over serrated fangs. “Wait a second,” He muses, laughing darkly under his breath as I struggle to keep awake. It’s so difficult, with blood roaring in my ears and my heart pounding all the way up in my throat. “You’re the Omega that the Alpha danced with.”

“Take a deep breath first.“ This time, I made sure that my voice was firm, giving her the indication that this is not up for debate. I need her to bring back her composure. Understanding the seriousness in my voice, Mandy finally does what I asked her. But not before she gave me a few minutes of glaring, though, which amused me. I've been so fascinated with her being so brave in facing me and my family. I thought it was just her being brave and being able to compose herself so that dominant alphas do not fear her or do not make her submit. I now know it is more than that. It is also because she is a dominant omega, which is pretty much almost the same as an alpha. After taking a couple of de

Without caring for the consequences of my actions, I pushed her away from me with all the strength I had, and scrambled to my feet, wiping furiously at my mouth. “What’s wrong with you?!” I roared, anger quickly transforming to rage. “That was sexual assault, Annalise!” But Annalise wasn’t looking at my face. Instead, her eyes were directly in line with my crotch. “You’re not hard,” she whispered. “How are you not hard? Everyone gets hard because of me! You’re an Alpha, I’m an Omega. You’re supposed to get hard for me!” “Get out of my house!” I screamed before I could do something like hit her, as I was sorely tempted to. “Get the fuck out!”

Brian had no mind for anything except the omega in his lap who was screaming with pleasure, eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in a series of desperate cries, his body going taut and shivery like a plucked bowstring. It took all his iron control not to cum before Ray, but he refused. It only took a few more hard, deep thrusts before Ray's body froze, muscles locked in place for a mere moment, and then hard flutterings overtook Ray as he quaked and jerked, his cum splattered up Brians' belly and chest and the alpha’s knot formed fully, locking him into place as he came inside his omega again. There was a dark, alpha satisfaction at how well his omega took his seed. He was a good omega, perfect fo

As he walked toward the darker path leading away from the field, his presence lingered, heavy and undeniable, long after he was gone. The bond pulsed again. Subtle. Persistent. Like a quiet knock on a door he refused to open. Damon clenched his fists. Alpha instincts urged him to turn, to seek, to protect. To find the one tied to his soul and pull him close. Every instinct screamed that someone out there belonged to him, someone vulnerable, someone aching. An omega. That alone was dangerous knowledge.

His monstrous form wavered, like it couldn’t hold. “Poison,” my wolf growled. “He’s been poisoned.” The rogue dragging me laughed low in my ear. “Alpha’s going down.” The trees exploded. A new wolf charged through, bigger than the rest—fur a thick gray, eyes burning. He slammed into the rogue attacking Ronan and drove him into a tree with a sickening crunch. The trunk splintered. The rogue went limp. Wallace. It had to be. The beast turned, lips curling back in a snarl when he saw me restrained.