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Until then, Levian will be fighting off his demon, dealing with his guilt, and raising his son alone. In the end, I would like you to comment your thoughts, your emotions, and your favorite characters. And don't forget to leave reviews! They are really important! ❤️ The order of books in the Wolfverse series is: Omega for the Alpha King (Standalone book 1) Forbidden for the Alpha King (Standalone book 2) Mated to my Enemy Alpha King (Standalone book 3) Changing fate for the Alpha King (Standalone book 4) Other than this series, you can find all my books on this app if you type my pen name, which is ~S.Y

Chasyn shoves his hands into his pocket and fishes out his phone before he begins taking pictures of the room. An Alpha has a duty to his people; our Lunas must be confident and powerful. And marking an Omega… that’s not going to make us stronger. Omegas are treasures for us to claim, gems to enjoy and to treat with love, but they are gentle by nature and far weaker than an Alpha or high-rank she-wolf. No offence to Evangeline, she is, in my eyes, your greatest downfall to that crown.” Tilting my head, I shake it. “If that’s the case an Alpha wouldn’t ever be fated to an Omega, then why does that happen?”

There was only his voice and the thing he was telling me about myself. "She didn’t die," Darius said. "Not all the way. A goddess’s weapon doesn’t break easy. Her power scattered. Into bloodlines. Into fragments. Waiting. And every few generations, it wakes up in a girl. An omega. Always an omega. Always hunted. Always killed before she remembers what she is." He reached out and touched my cheek. His finger was cold. "Until you." He stood. He looked down at me, and his eyes were bright now. Fever bright.

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of course i am I stand slowly, the room goes quiet, they always do. I step towards the board ignoring the low pull in my chest, that tightens when i pass Ronan's table, he smells different today, very sharp, like a storm. I walk to the board turn and face the class. “The question.” I begin keeping my voice neutral, “is not whether Omegas are capable. Capabilities is not what the world used to know as social risk.” A few hums and nods, pass through the rooms. “Leadership and combat roles carry consequences beyond an Omega if something goes wrong. Leadership isn't about fairness, it's about survival. Omegas experience heat cycles, heightened emotional responses, those traits introduce unpredic

He hadn’t even looked up from his laptop. Ian froze, then sighed, walking into the room. “How did you even know I was there?” Zhedya kept typing, a smirk playing on his lips. “Even if you passed this spot an hour ago, I would know, Ian. I can always pick up your scent.” He finally glanced up, a playful glint in his storm-grey eyes. “An Alpha always knows the scent of his Omega.” Ian frowned, completely lost. “What’s that all about?” Zhedya just chuckled, waving a hand. “Nothing. Just something I was reading. ‘Omegaverse.’…Forget it.” He said it so smoothly, so easily, that it just left Ian feeling stupid and off-balance.

Lucas stood dead still beside the desk. "You missed the summit," I said evenly. "Yeah," Christ replied. "Last minute issue. You know how it is. Alpha stuff. Couldn't be helped." Vague. But nothing we could call out. "We're putting together a report," I said. "Missing omegas. Packs in our region, other territories too. It's looking more widespread than we thought." Another pause on his end. Then: "Omegas have always been unpredictable. You know that. Most of the time they're running off with some rogue or vanishing in the middle of heat. It happens."

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

It was only a matter of time before the real world came knocking on our door again. “And when that happens... what are we going to do?” How would I protect Michelle? How would I keep Megan and her baby safe? Where would I save Julie, the residents... this village? We had already lost so much. And even now, with a Supreme Alpha supposedly dead, an Empire in crisis, and a group of women trying to resist... the weight of the past still haunts us. I adjusted the scarf around my neck, trying to warm up my dark thoughts so they wouldn't freeze my spirit. And I went inside.

She asked with suspicion lingering in her eyes. “I… I think our Alpha mentioned it.” I lied, rattling out. “He didn’t.” She shook her head. “Well, he just did. Let’s go prepare.” I scurried away from her before she bantered me with questions. I had to be careful of the way I predicted things. The Omegas were the lowest-ranking servants in the pack and we were the ones in charge of organizing the field for Steven’s welcome banquet. I returned to the venue to take a final look at it before the event time, the canopies were in the right place including the chairs, tables, and food sets.