The Beastly Alpha's Mute Omega Novels & Stories

Alpha Luca of the Red River Pack, a young alpha who takes over after his father’s demise, lies between two she-wolves on his bed. One running her hands over his chest and kissing him, the other sucking him off, when the door suddenly flies open. He sighs in exasperation. “What is it now?” “Sorry to interrupt, Alpha.” His beta stands by the door, refusing to look at the naked she-wolves. “You were blocking me through the mind link…”

Letting out a loud growl, the wolf shifted instantly, and the Luna gazed into the eyes of her Alpha, who was stark naked, and pressing hard into her. "What the fuck are you doing here, omega?"

" Right okay, so as you now know we're Werewolves, as regular wolves we live in packs and we have an Alpha, the Alpha's wife is called his mate and mates are predestined by our Moon God and Goddess, they are basically the other half of our souls or our soulmates, you'd be able to scent your mate after you come of age and shift, if you are ever disloyal to your mate he or she would feel a stabbing pain in their chest and vice versa if your mate is disloyal to you, when you touch you'd feel what we call sparks, she would be the only person you would feel that with and your world would rotate around her once you meet her, Alpha mates are called Lunas' our Alpha is Teejan Woods and his mate is B

I close my eyes letting the breeze blow softly through my hair. "And it will." He tells me making my head snap to him. Moving his hand putting a strand of my hair behind my ear he whispers. "I'll make sure of it." As he does so, I close my eyes secretly thanking the moon goddess for gifting him to me. Our peace is interrupted by a loud growl making both of us flinch and turn around. It's a growl of an Alpha. I see Deimos in the distance snarling, his eyes black walking towards us in huge strides. His wolf showing his presence.

"Look at her. Look at what you're asking me to accept as my mate. My Luna." A low murmur rolled through the crowd, causing me to bend my head to hide the shame and humiliation I felt. If only the ground would open and swallow me right now, that was the only thought in my head. “My lord," the Moon Guardian said carefully from her place beside the altar. "The moonstone does not make mistakes. The bond has already started to form. Rejecting it before witnesses carries serious consequences.” “I don’t care!” he shouted, his handsome face twisting into something ugly. "I am the future Alpha of this pack. I will not be chained to a fat, mute, wolfless omega who can't even say her own name."

"It's the truest one I've got." I study him across the small distance he's kept the whole time, this stranger who broke his own arrival procession, defied a knock from his own feast hall, and is standing in the middle of his room refusing to come near me even though I can see, plainly, how much it costs him not to. I've spent ten years learning exactly what Alphas want from Omegas, and none of it looks like this. "You said you wouldn't touch me," I say slowly. "Unless I asked."

He said the Omega was safe and that Beast had no intention of hurting her. And I thought when he said that, it meant Beast didn’t go after the Omega and probably went out to the forest to run. So imagine my surprise when I went out to check where Beast went and found him licking the Omega like he was a tamed dog. "Take the Omega." The Alpha told me as soon as he was just a few feet away from me after I saw him lick the Omega in his human form. "Are you sure? She has no wolf. You don’t need her." I told him, wanting him to be aware of the female’s condition.

No wonder he turned out to be such a fearful dark beast. "You want to know why the Alpha hates you so much?" Lola approaches me slowly, one step at a time as if playing with a prey in trap, "Because you are an omega, yet he found you as his true mate. Do you see how you are his nightmare all over again? You are the living reminder of the only stain on him -- his omega mother! What can he do? He's not going to make you Luna, but he can't let anyone have you either, right?"

Gasping for air, I struggled against his hold, trying to make a sound but failing. Tearfully, I looked into his eyes, hoping he would release me, but he didn’t. Instead, he pinned me harder against the wall, tightening his grip on my throat and making it nearly impossible to breathe. Desperately kicking and scratching him in an attempt to break free proved futile until suddenly he let go and I fell to the floor, coughing and gasping for air. Clenching my fists in anger, I wanted to tell him that just because I am mute doesn’t mean I don’t feel pain and that being an Omega doesn’t diminish the intensity of that pain. We heal slowly, like humans do. Omegas experience ten times the pain an Alph

"The Omega’s heart is as black as her wolf is weak," a high-born female sneered, her voice carrying over the crackle of the hearth. "Truly. She bewitched the Alpha into a Mate-Contract, likely using Old Harrison’s failing mind to trap Hudson into the bond," another whispered, swirling a glass of fermented lunar nectar. "Her scent was all over the pack-link for weeks—the 'Mute Outcast'—and then, silence. A Northern Prince must be scrubbing her trail."