The Omega And The Alpha Novels & Stories

Robina replied. "How did you come by this information?" I questioned. "I overheard Beta Nathan talking with Omega Alexia," she answered. She hesitated, then added, "Can I give you some advice? Please keep it to yourself." I gripped my mug tighter. "Promise me." "I promise I won't tell anyone," I assured her. "Omega Alexia and Alpha Ryker were in a relationship. They broke up recently. I don't know why. But everyone in the pack loved them together," Robina whispered. Before I could ask further, a stunning woman entered the room.

Sergetti patted Matt on the shoulder. "When he was a student, he bit your balls. Now that he is your loyal servant, I wish he severe it from your body" Haynes laughed like the maniac he was. "There had been a lot of development lately that you need to know about. I don't know how scarce omega werewolves are but the only one in your proximity is now bound to me. When I cough, she coughs. If I bleed, she bleeds. And if the war you incited claim my life. You will have to continue your search for another omega. I hope you find one in time before your body will expire and won't be revive-able" Sergetti mocked Haynes. He was just getting him cornered with all his wits.

I admitted softly. “Let me finish it for you,” he offered, moving toward the laptop. I stepped in front of him, shaking my head. “No, I need to do this myself. I’ll finish it in the morning.” He sighed but nodded, walking me back to my room. “Julian,” I started hesitantly, “Have you ever heard of an omega child born to two Alpha parents?” He paused, eyebrows furrowing. “No, never. That’s impossible—both parents being Alpha pass on dominant genes. Why?”

The sound caught in my throat, half-hysterical. “Happier?” I managed, shaking my head. “You’re joking, right? Look at me.” I gestured wildly to my soaked dress, the bucket still rolling near the straw mat. “I’m an omega. A nobody. And you—you’re…” I couldn’t even finish. His smile deepened. “I know who I am, Alisha.” “And I know what’s coming. You’ll reject me. Of course you will. Why wouldn’t you? That’s what everyone would expect.” My voice cracked again, softer now. “It’s what I expect.”

Murmurs erupted like wildfire in the crowd. Their curious eyes roamed the slaves, and a few frowned on them while many Alphas had their eyes set on the omega females. A decade. That’s how long it had been since anyone laid eyes on a true female omega. Now, dozens walked in chains, wounded, silent, and in their prime. Ripe, pristine, and dangerously beautiful. A primal hunger sparked behind some of the Alpha's eyes. Their stares slithered like snakes across Freya's warriors. One Alpha couldn’t resist. He leaned to another, chuckling under his breath. “Prime little sluts.”

But before she could act further, a deep, menacing growl rumbled through the air, vibrating like a thunderous warning. The wolf she had hurled had regained its footing swiftly, and it wasn’t alone. Two more wolves emerged by its side, their eyes glinting with predatory intent. They recognized Amani—the Alpha who had invaded their territory, the formidable leader fiercely defending the two vulnerable omegas. To them, her dedication to these omegas presented a glaring opportunity, a vulnerability they were eager to exploit.

"Please just leave me alone, I beg of you." "It’s your loss then, it’s not every day a wolfless omega like yourself gets the chance to fuck an Alpha like me. I will be back to give you another punishment, you will have to tell me who sent you to this packhouse sooner or later," he said, zipping up his pants.

“Really?” Cristie asked, hope naked on her features. “Will that be okay? We don’t want to disturb you so late.” “Oh, it’s not a disturbance at all!” The lady smiled. “I was feeling a little lonely anyway, and it’s always good to have company. Please, come in. It’s too cold out there, isn’t it?” I wasn’t wearing my scent blockers, so anyone could say that I was an Omega. Cristie was obviously an Alpha. Nothing made people feel safe like a married Alpha-Omega couple, especially to an Omega.

BLURB On her wedding day, Ava Sinclair’s world explodes when she catches her fiancé Marcus cheating with her best friend. Humiliated and heartbroken, she flees, only to black out and wake in the arms of a dangerous stranger. Jax “Reaper” Kane, the ruthless Alpha of the Iron Fangs and stepbrother to the man who betrayed her, claims her as his fated Omega mate. Dragged into his savage biker world of pack wars, roaring engines, and forbidden passion, Ava battles the magnetic pull of his dominance and knotting heat. But as her ex demands her back and rivals close in, one truth burns hotter than betrayal: Jax will burn the world to keep what’s his. Will she submit to the Alpha who ruined her lif

"I've been gone from any functioning pack structure for thirteen years. I don't know what I'm walking toward." I think about how to explain it. "The Alpha died five days ago," I say. "Murdered. The pack bond is dissolving—or was, before something changed it. We're not entirely certain why it's held longer than it should have." "What changed it." "I don't know yet. I called a Blood Challenge that should have been impossible for an Omega to call. The pack didn't fracture the way bond dissolution typically works. Something about the configuration is different." Cael considers this.