The Beastly Alpha's Mute Omega Novels & Stories

And all I could do was stand there, shattered… as the air around me cracked with power, I didn’t yet understand. I can't get married to him. No, this cannot happen to me. I can't be one of them. He can't come for me like this. He was the Alpha Beast. He is still the Alpha Beast. Anyone woman he touches, dies. Why didn’t I die when he touched me? How was I able to take him? No, there must be an explanation. We can't be mates. I won't accept this kind of destiny for myself. I swear I won't.

“The young Alpha was really her source of comfort, happiness, and light. He was the only reason why she wouldn’t overdose herself some days because she wanted to care for him, like when he started his first grade. She would make lunch boxes for him. But that did not last for so long, because by 5th grade she walked into the merely ten years old Alpha kissing a male omega who had come to visit his father.” “She fainted right there and that was it. When she woke up in the hospital, she did not speak a word, she did not acknowledge anybody, not even her own son. She went mute and distant. She lost her light, the zeal to continue living, so she rotted in their bedroom for days, under a total dar

He felt Madox park the car and looked at him doubtfully. -Why do you stop? - - Don't you want to do things right? - the alpha showed him a wolfish smile of those he did when something not very good crossed his mind, then he took out his cell phone and dialed some numbers- You, you are too innocent to be alpha, you lack evil. Leave everything to me, I'll make you have the most perverse fun with the people who did that to your omega, plus I'm upset too, so let me enjoy-

The next Alpha couldn’t show weakness. And yet, when she opened her eyes and looked at me—just looked—something inside me pulled tight. The bond snapped awake again, strong and alive. I felt her pain in my own chest. I almost stepped forward. Almost. Then she whispered, “No.” No. To me. The hall went silent, and every wolf stared, waiting for my reaction. My blood roared in my ears. No one ever said no to an Alpha. Not even a fainted omega who looked ready to fall apart.

"Where. Is. She." The man with his fist raised turns, and whatever he sees on my face makes the color drain right out of his own. "Alpha," he starts, and I don't let him finish. I have him by the throat before he gets another word out, slammed back against the wall hard enough to crack plaster, my wolf surging forward with a violence I haven't felt in years, something dark and furious rising up under the ache in my chest like the two feelings just found each other and decided to become one thing.

My hands tremble, and I grip them tightly. “A…Alpha.” I stuttered out softly, looking into his eyes. He said nothing, just studied my eyes, and face. I continue to tremble, unsure what he’s going to do or say. Finally he speaks. “What is your name?” He growls, and my heart breaks. He doesn’t even remember me. “Ch…Chastity Bloomfield, sir.” I respond, trying to hold back tears. “Well Chastity Bloomfield, I am an Alpha, and I cannot have a lowly Omega as a mate. I will be seen as weak. My pack seen as weak. I cannot, and will not have that.”

The gray-eyed man turned his attention toward me now. His gaze swept over me carefully, from my worn clothes to the bruises still fading along my arm. His expression darkened. “She’s an omega,” he said. “Yes.” “And wolfless.” Kael didn’t answer that part. The silence stretched. The man studied him carefully before speaking again. “Alpha… this doesn’t make sense.” Kael’s silver eyes flickered briefly toward me before returning to his Beta. “She crossed into our territory tonight,” he said. “By accident?” “No.”

With a knock on the door wide open, I waited for the Alpha’s response, hoping that today, I would prove myself worthy of the pack’s honor. “Come!” Alpha Zodd’s thundering voice sounded from within. Slowly, I stepped in, and the sight I was met with almost made me stumble to the floor. Alpha Zodd was in bed with one of his mistresses. The woman lay on her back with legs wide spread upwards, and the Alpha had his head buried deep between her legs. The lady’s moans grew increasingly loud and uncomfortable. They were both fully naked, and the scene was intimate and felt very personal, a quick reminder of the differences between their world and mine.

An hour had passed since the girl left in a storm to hunt and I still couldn't shake her words out of my mind. Either the burn on my side was really getting to my head or I had gotten soft... But I felt pity for her. Out of all people, I, Jace Weston, Alpha of the... well, you get it, but... I was actually pitying the Omega. I just couldn't help it. Even my Wolf, who had finally decided to show up, was whimpering at the thought of his mate getting hurt. Well, seeing her sad. I never thought she had it THAT rough. I was told they were purposely promiscuous, since it was their way of feeling alive, equal to others. But this girl had to hide and listen to her mother getting... I can't even thin

and then it was time to admit, "we are werewolves." Upon hearing that, Logan covered his lips in shock. He could see right through the absurdity of it all. A tail, snout, and sharp teeth, and his ultra-acute hearing. Outside of animals, who could possess a tail? It took him a few minutes to come out of this shock. Rae waited for a few seconds before he continued. "There is a caste difference between your mother and I. I am the alpha while Ava is an omega." "Like the wolves, the alpha?" Afterwards, the youngster recalled the bedtime stories I had read to him. Stories about werewolves, in which the dominant character was always the strongest and occasionally the most vicious. It all seemed to