Transformers Animated Omega Supreme Novels & Stories

I said to myself. Omega Herving transformed into his wolf form. Glinting at the beautiful, scary view of almost everyone’s transformation, I was overwhelmed. I somehow felt alone until I saw a couple of kids who didn’t transform too. "Won’t you transform?" Omega Zelensky asked me immediately. His wolf was brunette and big, but the fur wasn’t so much.

Then, like a bolt of lightning, it all comes flooding back—the transformation. My eyes snap open wide, and I stumble back, crawling away from him. Fear grips me, cold and unforgiving. “I... I transformed,” I stammer, barely able to get the words out. “H-How? How is that even possible? I’m an omega. Omegas don’t transform!” My voice cracks as panic swirls inside me. “Everyone saw me, didn’t they? Did Alexander call you? Did he tell you to come get me out of there?”

However, James knew about this beforehand. “James and even all the werewolves in this immortal world are also aware of the fact that your entire family isn't just any ordinary omega by nature, Sophia. Your parents used to be omega. But your parents are the most powerful omega of all the omega werewolves in this immortal world. And your parents were also appointed as Beta directly by Xavier's parents long ago." The eastern alpha pack sighed slowly.

Chapter One The Omega Maid Being an omega was the worst that could happen to a wolf, so I thought, until I realized that being an adopted omega was a death sentence. "Iris!" My adoptive mother yelled. "Get the hell out of your room and take these linens to the maids' quarters! And hurry, they need them before the mating ceremony!" Six years ago I lost my parents to a car accident. The pack took pity on me despite being an omega and I was adopted by the Mitchell family. In my fifth year of staying with them, I was asked to serve as a maid to the Royal family. Today marked exactly one year.

"You think I'll tell you? Knowing the utter crap you do in this fucking building?" Raphael pressed a button on his desk and to one side a door opened, the large brick built man stood out into the room, having to bend over in order not to hit his head. "You remember Leopold don't you?" "Is this a threat?" Asena asked seeing the man's eyes are poised on her "You think I'm afraid of your guard dog!?" "He's not a pushover, you see one thing an Omega has that makes it a better allie than an alpha is its loyalty, and the ability to take on the wolf form without a moon..."

Ryan gritted his teeth in anger. “Because I'm an Omega Ryan,I am weak who in this world will want to associate with someone that is of no use.”

A slight frown appears on her face as her eyes momentarily stop on the various dead. As I watch the Supreme Elder, my paws move towards her. Even though I really hate her riddles, I want to know if this is finally done. Alpha Marcus is dead, and so is Caleb. Hopefully, these are the only threats out there, and the werewolf community will be safe now. An eerie calmness settles over the battlefield as all eyes turn and focus on the Supreme Elder as she slowly walks towards Katelyn, Sammy, and Mike. The closer the Supreme Elder gets to Katelyn, the faster my paws move. Just as the Supreme Elder reaches my mate, I stop and stand by my mate’s side. Bridget, Ford, Mason and Donna soon appear

This is a travesty!" Elder Garrick Stonehelm stormed, his voice gritted from the battle. He wobbled a shaking finger at Rhea, who stood with the four Alphas. "She is an Omega! She cannot hold this power. It is against the law. Against nature.".

When she transmuted back to human form she remembered the ancient legends, she had murdered the last two members of her clan, and with that, had become a supreme Alpha wolf. The supremes were the most powerful Alphas of all, possessed incomparable strength, agility and speed, even without being transformed into a wolf. When well trained, it was said that they could transform even without the full moon. In animal form, they maintained human consciousness, and were able to articulate rational actions and attitudes.

Atlas took a step closer, his expression a mix of amusement and admiration as he circled me slowly, studying my transformed self. “I’ve never seen an omega transform into something like this,” he said, genuinely impressed. “Damn, Rhea! Are you sure you’re an omega?” His playful grin widened. Rhea's ears twitched at Atlas's comment, and a low, warning growl rumbled deep within my chest. "Watch your tone," I growled, my voice resonating with a new, deeper power that matched my transformed form. Atlas immediately raised his hands in surrender. “Easy! I didn’t mean to mock you!”