The Beastly Alpha's Mute Omega Novels & Stories

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

“Then, what are you uneasy about like this? We love each other, isn't that more than enough. Do you believe me if I am happy if I live with you? If you don't believe me, then I will promise to always accept you, accompanying you in difficult or happy circumstances. Whatever our circumstances will be, I still love you because you are my Alpha.” The beautiful Omega smiled heartily with her hands stretched out, stroking tan-skinned cheeks under her body.

He looked up at the two Betas and tilted his head towards the Alpha, his eyes pleading. Xiher's eyes were wide and filled with fear, his pupils dilated and his breathing quickened. He looked terrified, his body tensed and his tail flicked nervously. Xiher's eyes lingered on those golden ones that were slowly starting to blend into red. The Alpha's eyes bore into Xiher's, unmoving and unresponsive, his eyes fixed firmly on the Omega, his heart beating loudly within his chest. His lips parted and the tip of his tongue darted out of his mouth anxiously, wetting his lower lip slightly. His heart pounded in his chest as he stared back in shock. His breath hitched for a brief moment, a single tear

I tried to reassure her. Honestly I myself am surprised I was able to establish a mind link between us just from staring into her eyes. It was possible for an Alpha to be mind linked to his beta and even mates but since Ariella was wolfless it shocked me. I didn't think something like that could happen even when the other party was wolfless, I am guessing all of this is possible because of the mate bond between us. It must have been so strong the mind link activated on its own. "This is wrong Lucien." Ariella said, her tone slightly sad.

With me. I remembered leaning back in my chair, staring at the screen for a long time. Alex Sterling. The sharp, confident young Alpha who had once nearly cost me a major deal with his aggressive tactics. He was proud and confident. Now reduced to an Omega in the middle of his first brutal heat; desperate and vulnerable. A dark, possessive feeling had stirred in my chest that night. I told myself it was strategic. A chance to weaken a rival family. A powerful alliance through biology rather than contracts. But the truth ran deeper. When they finally brought him into the mansion and his scent hit me; sweet, distressed, and perfectly matched to mine; something primal woke up. I knew then that

These four Alphas were doing exactly that. Once they were fed up with me, they would go for someone better. I closed my eyes tight. Please. I called out in my mind. Tell me what to do. Help me. I waited in the dark. Silence. The beast stayed dormant. She didn't scratch at my ribs. She didn't let out a low, comforting rumble. She just left me alone in the cold. I'm a broken Omega with a sleeping wolf. I had to survive this absolute nightmare totally by myself.

Granted, my wolf could sometimes be domineering and even drove strong alphas to their knees, so an Omega, like Snow stood no chance. But what confused and infuriated me was how quick she had been to drop to her knees, her hands fumbling for my belt. She’d looked up at me with those wide, terrified eyes, and I’d felt like a monster. Why did she think the only way to placate me was by pleasuring me? Despite being the Lycan King and being cooped up in my office for days poring over documents to find solutions to pack problems, I wasn’t completely out of touch with reality. I knew how packs treated their Omegas, especially mutts. Even humans were treated more humanely than Omegas so I couldn’t h

one of the guards sent after me barked. I opened my eyes and turned back to look at them. They were close, but not close enough to stop me. My heartbeat quickened as I took a step back, ready to jump, when a hand grabbed me from behind and pulled me back taking away my last chance to escape, and dragged me back to the pack. “Please, just let me go,” I pleaded but no one listened to me. Of course no one would ever listen to me. I wasn’t the Alpha’s daughter anymore. I was the pack’s slave now, a disgraced omega and the daughter of the most vicious Alpha the North had ever known.

Word of mouth travelled fast, and we began to attract a lot of terrified and abused omegas who willingly ran from their tormentors, becoming rogue to find us. My daughter, Carissa, and Beast became symbols within the Wolfen community. We weren’t strictly wolves, however. No, Carissa would not hear of it. I was chuckling at the thought of her challenging Beast on nearly everything. He would yell, but you could see he loved the spark in her. She challenged him in the ways he needed her to. His mind was changing on many things, and he was becoming the Alpha I knew he could be.

Probably an arm and a leg, and maybe even a head… I froze… That scent…it was that scent, the scent of him mixed with mine, bolder than it was in the office… Which was impossible, Omega's sense of smell wasn't as strong as Alpha's, but there was no way I couldn't have caught a whiff outside the door and… Except he was wearing a suppressant. But suppressants were for omegas. Claimed bitten omegas. The memory of my canines grazing his neck…filled my head. Shit.