The Owl House Oc Novels & Stories

Alexei sighed, “Really now Ana, you know what Adrian would do with you if he found out you resisted. Gas a feral omega out…using their scent to find them and the only way you could trigger an omega's scent, was through arousal or fear. And Alexei…knew the shape of my nightmares. “Your room is still untouched, you know. The dining too. Declan made sure the packhouse never changed. He knew you'd come home some day. “This time though, the doors and windows are sealed, so not even the sunlight goes through without them knowing.” His boots were close now, a stall away, I could feel every thud. It wafted past my nose. That scent, My scent My teary eyes flashed open back to the dyed stall. Shit.. S

“Abigail, please. This isn’t a ‘superpower’ thing. It’s just... weird. Wolves don’t half-transform. One minute, I’m freezing to death on a mountain with Mom, the next, I’ve got a tail and claws.” “Well, clearly it’s in the family,” I said, raising my eyebrows. “Maybe we should talk to the doctor. He knows everything, right? He probably has the scoop on our whole family tree.” Owen stared at me like I was nuts. “The doctor? At midnight? You wanna go ask him now? What are we, personal detectives?”

he asked. "It was up in the attic with everything else. I found it last Halloween, shortly after I moved into the house." "Interesting. Well, where do you want it? He should have a place of honor. You know Halloween is an unofficial holiday for wolves." Jamie gave him a skeptical look. "I don't think I've ever heard that before. Wait. You're just making it up right?" He shook his head. "Not at all. I, uh, read it somewhere before."