Novel & Cerita The Hunt For Omega

A bounty of half a million bucks was placed on the absconded omega, and bounty hunters had been at work from the previous day when it was announced. “Did you come to know if the bounty was for real?” Killian had been in the trenches, and he knows so much, the way of henchmen like Reuben who was kneeling before us. “Indeed, my king, I came to know it was true.” Reuben was humble with his words, maybe because he was kneeling before a Lycan king who could rip his throat if the need be. “Indeed, I placed a bounty of half a million on the evil omega, but in your case, I will make it a million if ever you will bring her dead or alive.” Killian said.

I asked, my voice dangerously low. Osen let out a dry, rattling laugh. “They threw him aside like a broken doll the moment they realized he wasn't the one. They’re looking for a scent, Lucen. A specific, ancient resonance. They’re hunting for the purest Omega to birth a bloodline that will turn the Dreadlord into a god. He wants offspring that make an Alpha look like a pup.” I left the medical team to their task and retreated to the library with Drew. The silence of the house felt suffocating.

Because he knew that he had lost the battle. He was shocked when he heard about Hamileja. Hamileja was an old village with a bunch of Omegas. He was a businessman of Omega trafficking. Each year he caught a lot of omega from there and sold them. Some of the omega's parents sold their own daughter to him because they felt their child was a burden to them. So it was easy for him to get omegas. Before attacking The Rivermoon pack, he did all of that.

At that time omegas weren't treated the way they are now, " Esmeralda said. "They weren't hated the way they are now but Derulo had a history with omegas, something in his past that had left a mark, a bad one. He didn't want an omega near his bloodline, he couldn't accept that future. " She paused. "So he started hunting them for any omega born on the full moon that Titiana had named, he was looking for proof that the prophecy was real and he wanted to destroy that proof before it could come true.

The witch Hacks endlessly, and I permit the lift of my little finger to give her airways a chance. Falling forward and panting loudly, I watch tightly, not shifting an inch from my position as she begins to confess. “W-we were...informed of...the Omega’s escape into our lands. The orders were to...capture her and extract those mystical properties from her...” She sucks in a jagged breath, rattling incessantly. My expression crumples more as I question coldly, “Extract mystical properties from her? Why should an Omega’s abilities attract you so much?” I’m tempted to kick her filthy being across the cell, but I don’t have time to waste venting my rage about.

Behind me, Marcus chases me through the undergrowth, his footsteps growing louder. The trees thin. My stomach drops. The cliff. Wind howls over the edge, carrying the scent of stone and death. I spin, searching for another path, but Marcus is already there. “Nowhere to run, Omega.” His grin is feral. “No one to protect you.” I grab another branch, holding it like a weapon. My arms shake, but I raise it anyway. “I won’t let you touch me.” He laughs. “You think you can fight me? You’re nothing.”

It was on the night of a full moon. I had just returned from my usual secret hunt. Yeah, a secret hunt. My father would never allow me to even hunt or rally with the rest of the pack, just because of the condition I was born with. I was known as one of the weakest Omegas in the kingdom, and being of royal blood only made the stigma worse. Well, it's not like they were wrong though. I am indeed weak and frail as a werewolf.

“For years there was a search for that Omega until the seer herself had a vision just before she died and said that the Pure Omega would be born during a major astronomical event before the Blue Moon cycle. That unleashed a chaos of wolves from different parts of the world wanting their offspring to be born during major astronomical events. It was a disaster, especially within the Reservation.” “Am I a product of that power struggle?” “No,” my father said firmly. “Your parents were planning to have children long afterward; your mother was having difficulty getting pregnant, so you were an unexpected child, but you gave them much more happiness and joy than any occasion. When your mother lear

Shelbrooke watched in wonder. "I have not much to say, people. But on this day after a full moon, the real owner of the pack shall return. With full force and glory and her seed shall complete the missing puzzle. Do with this prophecy what you want. But one thing stands, no matter how many ceremonies you hold for this worthless Prince, he will never become the Alpha. We have only one leader," she raised an index finger. "And it is an Omega." Murmurings arose and everywhere became tensed. Styx himself was dumbfounded but not as shocked as Charles who was devastated as he sat down under a full moon. In anger, he shifted almost immediately and howled in pain.

I wasn't really used to this big parties because I opted to stay back in the house whenever I was invited and grandfather never minds but it irked Madam Isabel and it was always obvious it did. "Old man Ravenstone." I heard a much older voice and I saw the Alpha standing before us. "Quinn." Grandfather flashed him a bright smile and the Luna hugged Madam Isabel gently. "This is Judy. She is the one who would be getting married to Alexander." "Isn't she your Omega granddaughter?" Luna Quinn said looking at me with a raised brow and a very not plain eyes. I was used to the stares everyone gave me because I wasn't perfect. I was an Omega after all and a very weak one.