Novel & Cerita Would Omni Man Beat Homelander

I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me break. I wouldn’t give my father that victory. So I still found the strength to stand…barely, but a silent victory for me already the same. Alive. I felt Tion's gaze from the shadows long before I met gold eyes, steady as the sun, fixed on me like he couldn't decide what I was…puzzle or prey. His wolves gave him space, instinctively wary. Even Dante kept his distance. Alpha, yes. But even his pack members recognized him for what he was :feral and dangerous.

My abilities as the leader of my pack and as an alpha— my senses were so strong and heightened. The only person who has the power to block me from this ability was Daphne. She could call it, somehow. And she could stop it, somehow too. Somehow. Right, Daphne. Although she was an omega and she was obviously a weak one, yet strangely, she had some sort of influence over me whenever I was within reach. "Are you alright?" Paul asked again. "Yeah." I retorted, almost angry this time. "Oh, hello, Mr. Kian." I turned to see Amber Campbell walking towards us.

Drakes could not help but boast as he stood facing his first maker. “But you and I both know why I am here.” He added. “Yes, you are here to kill me as you did Aladdin, to take my powers like the ability to bestow immortality on anyone, a gift you want to give your Witches,” Alucard replied with a sullen tone, flapping his bat wings as he got down from the cave roof. “After I kill you, I am going to Kill the White Wolf Alpharix next and then finally the White Lion King himself. With all your powers I will be like a god and unstoppable.” Drake answered with greedy consuming his already dark eyes.

Alpha Damon laughs, shaking his head slowly, "You have got a temper alright." "You crossed the line first!" I hiss at him. No point playing tame now. "I--" Laughing again, he starts, but I cut him off. Since I'm dead now, I might as well out with all and any I want to say-- "Just because we don't have wolves you rank us Omega, thinking we are inferior to you normal werewolves, but you are wrong! You know why we are werewolves instead of a mere human? Omegas shares the heightened senses any 'normal' werewolves have and more! We are as good fighters and unlike you, we have full control of our body and mind! And we don't submit to pheromones and go crazy after someone blindly because of a mere

I would have refused because I’m stubborn, but I didn’t want to be naked in front of him any longer. For some reason, I can’t mind-link my pack, my parents, nor my triplet counterparts. My brothers will be going out of their minds with worry. They’ve never been able to deal with me being too far away from them for long periods. No one knows why, and no one can explain it, though it may have something to do with me being their Omerian Alpha. An Omerian is the most powerful female Alpha alive; they’re also incredibly rare. Though my brothers were born Romerian, the male equivalent of an Omerian and should be able to handle things without me, I am the superior Alpha, and they follow me blindly.

The impact must have broken his neck, and I feel sick because of it. “Well done, Anja. You made that look easy.” I straighten my spine and hold myself; like the Queen I am. “You have no idea of the power I hold.” “I do.” He comes closer. “I do because you are just like me. We are the only two of our kind in existence. I don’t mean the hybrid; they are ten a penny these days. I mean, you are an Omerian, and I am a Romerian. You are also a vampire because I am a vampire. You are decent from both first wolf and first vampire, and that makes you, like me, the most powerful hybrid in existence.”

Deven became clearer too, and I kind wish he hadn't, as his figure reminded me of just what the difference between an omega and a normal wolf was. His stocky build and size would have already put me at a disadvantage, combine that with his training, and me being fucking pregnant, and I was down right screwed. I had to fight anyway. I've got to at least hurt in someway. No matter how small, I wasn't letting him erase my presence from this stupid place so easily. If he was going to kill me, kill my pup, then I was going to scar. I would make it so kids screamed just by looking at him.

"Every werewolf in the world knows how deep your bad blood runs. The Sorcerer Clan was once the most dominant tribe on earth, till the Lycan nearly wiped you out. You must still hold a grudge for that. Well, I'm offering to kill him for you." He waited, watching the 11 faces in front of him closely. They had all gotten over their surprise by now, once more regarding him through hard gazes. It was far from the pleased or vengeful reactions he'd been expecting. Their indifference was driving him crazy. "That's easier said than done, don't you think?" The black man spoke again. "Your Lycan far outclasses you in strength, and unlike you, he has an enormous army to fight for him."

Rowen explained. “On top of that, we Omegas are more giving than possessive. We give, and do all we can for others. Yes we’re protective of those that mean the most to us, and our homes, but we’re less likely to get into a physical altercation over what is ours.” Beth added. I sat back and thought about what they both said for a bit. I could see what they were saying, and I guess they weren’t quite wrong. “I guess that makes sense. I haven’t really seen any issues at Cloverland though.” I said.

Jamie speculated. “No, he’s definitely capable.” I felt certain with that response. “He’s able to produce an even more powerful shield than Holland. You guys, I hope you realize this dude is serious bad news. I mean, he makes Holland look like a knock-off Barbie version of a Vampire, like the kind you can get at the dollar store.” I glanced around, hoping they understood what I was saying. They may have thought they knew what we were up against, but I was the only one who’d been in his head.