The Omega And The Arrogant Alpha Novels & Stories

Just the cold, hard truth of it. For a moment, the room was utterly still. The pack stared at me as if they had seen a ghost. But they didn’t dare question what they had seen, what they were witnessing. Their alpha, the one they had revered, had fallen at the feet of an omega. And I didn’t care. Because Star was mine, and I was hers. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Star’s POV

I tsk and shake my head. “Temper, temper. You should really calm down.” He growls again and lunges at me, moving as fast as light, almost. I hold my hand out, right before he can touch me, and watch him suspended in the air. “We aren’t on that plane right now. You don’t control anything here; I do. Sit down.” I slowly drop my hand and watch his body fall to the ground. He struggles to get up again, but I let my aura wash over him. “Stay down!” My aura is heavy enough to crush even the strongest Alpha, and that isn’t him. He has always been an Omega wolf, and I’m making him feel that right now. His head drops to the ground under the weight of my aura. “Better.”

He kicked me again, and again, the sickening impacts driving the breath from my lungs. "Look at her!" Cameron laughed, the sound bouncing off the limestone walls. He turned to the scared women and children hiding in the shadows. His silver-lit eyes were wild with madness. "Look at your so-called queen! I am the new Alpha now! And she? She is exactly what she always was—just a weak, pathetic Omega, writhing in the dirt where she belongs!"

“Kind of a bully. He's stronger than most of us here, so he doesn't hesitate in using our faces to clean the ground.” I study him. “He looks huge for an Omega.” She scoffs. “Yeah, he's very much aware of that. He's been trying to roll with the bigger wolves for years. But an Omega will always be an Omega.” His gaze shifts in my direction, and he starts glaring at me. I blink. What did I do? Mira lets out a snort. “You're going to keep getting more of those if you keep coming here. You've had more words with the Alpha than he has in years. So someone is a bit jealous.”

My heart was pounding fast against my ribs as I opened my big fist and looked down at the tiny piece of dark cloth resting in my palm. Two years ago, I was a proud and foolish Alpha who thought that gold crowns, big armies, and political treaties were the most important things in the world. I had sat in this exact chair and handed my true mate a cup of bitter tea, telling her that an Omega was too weak to stand by my side. I had thrown away the sweetest, most precious gift the moon had ever given me, just so I could make the mean pack elders happy.

I needed money. Blaine needed a replacement for the man who broke his heart and somehow, I ended up in his bed. One billionaire Alpha was already more trouble than I could handle. Then his ridiculously handsome stepbrother, Hayes, decided he wanted me too. Now, one is begging me to come back, the other is threatening to tear the world apart if I leave, and both seem to think I'm something they can claim. Too bad for them. I'm carrying secrets that could destroy their perfect little lives, and if these two arrogant Alphas think they can fight over me without following MY rules, they're in for a very rude awakening. Gentlemen, take your positions. This Omega is in charge…

I snapped, standing my ground as my wolf bared her teeth beneath my skin, surging with pure, untamed rage. Artemisia froze for a fraction of a second, her amber eyes widening in shock at my sudden defiance before her lips curled into a vicious, mocking sneer. "You think you own this pack just because you finally washed the fake freckles off your pathetic face?" Artemisia hissed, taking a threatening step forward while her claws dug into her palms. "Supreme Alpha Leonidas already threw you away like trash, and the entire Moonhaven Alpha Circle knows you're nothing more than a rejected omega!"

Frantically, and with a growing panic of those deep black eyes staring down at me, I dug my nails in as hard as I could, desperate to hold back my cries. Just then, I heard the sound of footsteps padding in my direction. With a spinning head, I looked up to see a woman carrying a suitcase, appearing sharp and poised, the blossoms raining down onto her feet. She was an omega but stood daringly in front of the Alpha, her hands crossed together. “Why don’t you pick on someone your size, knothead?” A menacing growl slipped from his throat, and something inside my chest clenched, making it hard to breathe. “How dare you low-level omega speak to me that way?”

“G-Get out!” Carlos blinks out of the stupor. “W-what, no, I’m not—” “Get. Out. Omega ,” the silver alpha snarls, voice raspy from disuse. It sends shivers up Carlos’s spine. . TBC

Rowen said. Leila was bouncing around, and yipping excitedly in my head, but I didn’t trust his words. They seemed too good to be true. I felt as though he was playing some kind of game with me. “But you are an Alpha, and I am an Omega. Those two do not go together. Omega’s are not strong enough to be Lunas.” I said quietly. “That is actually not true, and I had that proven to me.” Rowen said. “How….how sir?”