The Beastly Alpha's Mute Omega Novels & Stories

Alex turned to see a dusty black wolf standing a few feet away from him. "P-please don't do this. Please let me go." He pleaded. "M-my mate is a true blood he'll kill you if you even touch me." "We can meet your mate later someday right now I want you." The wolf took the step forward. "Please open the door. HELP ME OPEN THE DOOR." Alex shouted over his lungs. "Shut up Omega." Alex didn't turn he knows the alpha is standing right behind him. He is going to die. "P-please open the door." And just then he fainted right there, in Alpha's feet, ready to be the prey of this alpha.

Ugly, gnarled limbs that are hard and brimming with arousal. I wonder how I can see so well in this darkness, and it occurs to me that it must be part of my omega mutation. At the moment, it's more of a curse than a blessing. The beasts are raging, lost in a mindless mating frenzy, and I am the object of their desire. The thought of them satiating their unhealthy desires with my body turns my stomach. One of the Alphas tries to climb the tree trunk. He advances about ten feet before his limbs lose control, and he slides back down, seemingly oblivious to the way the rough bark scrapes his naked body and scorches his exposed cock.

I turned my head around slowly and it was then that I knew what his own grunts were for. The last of the four Omegas was also naked and basked in oil.her butt was up in the air, letting all of herself come into view while her head bobbed up and down.I heard her gagging and choking sounds and they gave away what my eyes couldn't see beneath her. My stomach turned at the thought of the girl pleasuring the old Alpha while she dripped down her own legs. There was no blood yet the scene was gory enough to need one. Alpha Tauren who has had his eyes clenched shut all along opened it and caught me staring. It was too late to look away now and he held my gaze.

I press my knuckle harder against my mouth and breathe through my nose and do not laugh because the walls in this corridor are thin and I have a policy about letting people hear things that could be used against me. But. Genuinely. If I could — An Alpha. Thinking his fated mate is an Omega. The lowest-ranked wolf in his own pack. The one who scrubs his training quarters at four in the morning so she can have a lock on a bathroom door. Selene, if you exist, your sense of humor is catastrophic. *He's wrong.* Ash. Finally. I wait. She doesn't add anything. Just those two words sitting in the space behind my sternum where she lives, flat and certain and — something else. Something underneath the

“I try to ignore the words that come out of your mouth, so yes, I wasn’t listening. I’ll be sure to not order from Cafe Luna again.” “Oh, stop being so grumpy,” The bitch brushes off Alpha Valen’s comment. Maybe he wasn’t lying when he said he doesn’t like her. “Seriously, is your omega not pleasing you because I’d be happy to do the job properly.” I watch as her free hand paws Alpha Valen’s chest, and I can’t help the small possessive growl that comes from me. Both their heads turn to me, and I have no choice but to step out from my poor hiding spot. I hear Alpha Valen curse under his breath. “My, my, omega’s are possieve. I don’t understand why it’s not like you will keep her. She’s just a

That alone was what made me have second thoughts. I took cautious steps towards the Alpha Wolf while its eyes pinned me like a specimen. There was something about his look that unnerved me. It was as if he was seeing through me—seeing through my pretend façade that everything was going well with me. "Hi.” I squeaked, still making my way towards him. “I'm an Omega, and I can tell you are bleeding awfully. I can smell your blood, and I know you are having a hard time breathing. It's okay if you can't talk; you can nod or shake your head when I ask questions.” I lowered my gaze, and my eyes focused on the deep gash on his black hide, a little below his neck.

My head flew back against the couch and my body began to shake uncontrollably. My Alpha wolf had pounced on my Omega wolf who was still cowering down in the dark corner of my mind. You couldn't really call it a fight as such, because the Omega wolf wasn't retaliating at all. The Alpha sank his teeth into the Omega's neck and ripped his throat right out. He raised his head after and howled into the air while the Omega's dying body hit the ground with a thud. That was it, a few seconds and it was all over. My weaker wolf was gone and my Alpha had finally taken over my mind.

Then, in the rain, she strips. Victor knows what's coming, frozen to the spot, unable to run or look away. The Omega screams in pain, voice lowering to a register fit for an animal. It's pure agony in her glowing sapphire eyes as her bones snap, wet and fleshy, white hair sprouting over the whole of her bodice, as she gets on all fours. Her Wolf is the same as Victor's, large, primordial, ferocious. The Alpha's ten seconds are up.

Marcus stared at me, his face white. "You're not human," he whispered. "You're a Mute Omega. The rarest wolf in existence." The council elders were shaking. The students were frozen. And Damon—my brother, my protector—looked at me with something I'd never seen in his eyes. Fear. "The Mute Omega hasn't been born in a thousand years," one elder said, his voice trembling. "Her voice can command Alphas. Her howl can tear packs apart. She's not just rare. She's dangerous."

With Ashly's scent in the room, Alex the wolf was clawing at him, wanting him to take his Omega and make sweet love to him. "No! You can't leave me like this. Please, Alpha, please! Just hold me for a few minutes; the cramps hurt so much. Hold me." Ashly's voice was so hoarse from the screaming and whimpering. She needed water, but Ashly wouldn't let Alex leave the room. She never imagined that Alpha would find her so unattractive, but damn, it's killing her.