The Ceo Is An Omega Novel Novels & Stories

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

She should be the one standing in front of me right now begging for me to take her back! SLAM! My fist connects with the table and Helios snaps his file shut. “Alright, just call her. You weren’t even listening to me.” “Of course I was.” “Then where did I stop?” “Somewhere between this and that.” Helios rolls his eyes and steps up to my desk. He lays the file in front of me and points to the landline. “Alpha, I swear. That omega will be the death of you.” I glare at him.

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Watching Caleb in that state was exactly that kind of moment. Jason and I had dealt with war, betrayal, power struggles, and pack politics that would break most alphas without effort, but nothing in all of that experience prepared me for the reality of an omega in heat inside our territory, inside our private space, inside our control, and yet somehow beyond it. The shift had started before we even reached him. I felt it the same second Jason did.

Elio growled at the Alpha, who was taken aback. “What did you think, that I wouldn’t come to know why Enrique Czar is here? You traitor!” Elio bellowed, as Ashton’s eyes widened in horror. The Omega released his cousin’s collar with a forceful jerk that made him fall at his feet, and the Alpha looked on in fright, as Elio towered over him. “I have never protested before at your loathing behavior, but that doesn’t mean that I will sit and tolerate it to any extent.” The Omega warned with gritted teeth and then bent down a little more to lock eyes with the cowering Alpha.

The first time Ray ever met Shine, he came back when he heard about his Omega brother. When Ray entered their home, he saw Shine, who was just a mess of pale skin and fancy pajamas on his dad's lap. At the time, of course, he didn't think about being an Omega big brother. Ray was just scared and confused about how he was going to take care of his omega brother. Everyone around him was talking and smiling, and he didn't understand. Nothing made much sense at all. Ray knows the meaning of Omega in this world, but society still doesn't accept it. His own mother is a big example. When Cecily was born, Ray was relieved; she was born as an Alpha, but now...

Caleb “Hello Alpha Caleb, Alpha Aggrey sent me to deliver this to you.” A male Omega says, placing some files on my table. Jeez! At this rate, I am going to rot in this study, I have been here all morning, I had my breakfast here and lunch as well. This trend has been going on for months now. “What are these.” I ask, feeling so impatient but holding my anger. I have practiced this act for a while now, and I think I am getting a hang of it.

“Surely you didn’t just wake up one day and decided that you want to rescue omegas for a living.” “Are you expecting a tragic backstory?” “No.” I frowned. “Is it tragic?” “No.” He rubbed the back of his neck as he turned back to face the fire. “Our sister recently took over as director for an Omega Center in a dead beat town. There are a lot of omegas that were abused and placed in danger due to the old director who took advantage of his position. She asked us to help out a few times.” Pausing, he glanced at me. “Would you like some tea?”

“I told you already.” I smirked. “You did, but I don’t believe a single word of it.” I retorted. I entangled my fingers in her hair and pulled her head further back. “I’ll give you one last chance,” I whispered. “Who are you?” Cecilia blinked at me. “I-I’m an Omega that was sold to the auction house.” She whispered. “And your hair?” I asked. “Covered in soot from the fireplace.” She replied. “I slept there when the nights were cold.”

say that instead of spouting nonsense. Celeste's heart tilted in her chest, she wasn't sure if he was shunning her or just confused about the fact that an omega was mated to an alpha. She wasn't even sure about what to say, but nevertheless, she spoke. "I-I...I'm an omega, but I'm his m-mate too." "Nonsense...weak and puny, you're no Luna...you belong to the rogues, not to this pack..." Celeste gripped Zillon's shirt which she wore, eyes becoming glossy. "What...what do y—"