The Omega And The Alpha Novels & Stories

Matthias Delacroix. I knew immediately that he was the Alpha. His presence filled the room, demanding attention without needing to speak. His dark hair was neatly combed, his sharp, icy eyes assessing me with quiet intensity. He didn’t have the same reckless arrogance Cassius had—no, his dominance was something else entirely. "Alpha," Kieran greeted with a slight nod. "This is Lorien. The omega I told you about." Matthias leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable as he studied me. The silence stretched, pressing heavily against my chest.

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

” said Brianna coldly, staring hard at him. There’s something different with the Omega’s aura, and Jack swears that he has never seen an Omega have this kind of dominant aura. It is usually owned by an Alpha who wants to show that they have powers. “And secondly, don't you dare call me a cheap slut! I may be a lowly omega, but I. Am. Not. a. Slut. I. m. not. cheap. neither!" *Meanwhile, at another place* PRANG! “DAMN IT!” scream an Alpha as he grabs his head, mourning into pain.

In Lalisa’s world now, there were only the burning touches and intoxicating scents of the three Alphas. The flames of desire had been lit under the cool rain, and it seemed they would soon burn everything to ashes… starting with the little Omega who was trembling in the middle of a circle of three hungry predators.

“Based on what I have gathered, there has never been news yet that an omega from this club has been sold. But just because it has never happened does not mean it cannot happen. I am sure we can do something to make it happen. Like, offer them millions? Surely they can't say 'no' to that.“ “We still can't be sure with that,” I say as I take my gaze back to the club, which is now swarmed with so many people that I can tell are alphas. I did not even need to take a closer look at their faces. Their pheromones are enough for me to know that they are all alphas. “Nah. Who can say no to money? Especially those people that are doing businesses like this?“ “There's only one way to find out, then. Le

“Worse, Draco. She’s an Omega.” The silence that followed was deafening… and then Draco roared with laughter, the kind that sent chills and sparks through the receiver. “Oh, my sweet hells,” he managed between fits of his choking laughter. “My noble twin, the ruthless Alpha, chasing after a filthy little Omega? Oh, Nyla… are you sure this isn’t just jealousy talking? You’ve always been possessive, you know.”

His voice came as a command, but I didn't say a word. "You marked her, Oliver. Now you must take her as your Luna and never mark another." He gave the final judgment and I watched my world attempt to crumble before me. I'm an Alpha under a curse already, and need a strong Luna beside me, how on earth should I settle for a weak omega as my Luna? My chest tightened in pain, and I felt waves of pain over my body. Sane tapped her feet on the floor in rage and began to run back to her pack. We both knew it was over. We both know the tradition.

I am not fully either and I think that people don’t often think about how Omegas can be both at the same time. “Oh! Little Omega, I see what you mean, even if my grandson hasn’t caught on, yet,” Marrianna says with a wink. “I’m the same way, only I am the Alpha so, it is the reverse of what you are suggesting. I just don’t always show it outwardly.” I know my expression is a wide “O” right now with eyes as wide and round as my mouth.

With me. I remembered leaning back in my chair, staring at the screen for a long time. Alex Sterling. The sharp, confident young Alpha who had once nearly cost me a major deal with his aggressive tactics. He was proud and confident. Now reduced to an Omega in the middle of his first brutal heat; desperate and vulnerable. A dark, possessive feeling had stirred in my chest that night. I told myself it was strategic. A chance to weaken a rival family. A powerful alliance through biology rather than contracts. But the truth ran deeper. When they finally brought him into the mansion and his scent hit me; sweet, distressed, and perfectly matched to mine; something primal woke up. I knew then that

I told her honestly. “You won’t?” She seemed surprised. I shook my head. “I might be an omega and it’s what an alpha needs, but I also know that sometimes an alpha might need something else and I won’t be able to give him that.” My eyes dropped to her hands on her lap. “They taught me at the Omega centre that an omega is the only thing an alpha needs. That his life should revolve around only her and no other woman, but I had seen how unhappy some alphas were. When they got matched up with an omega, all previous relationships had to end.”