Xiaolin Showdown Omi Novels & Stories

I didn’t want to be even more tired when I faced Cillian later. “I-Is it true that m-my mother is… an O-Omega? B-Because I-I am o-one of th-them…” I said embarrassedly. I was a weak woman. I could even transform smoothly because I trained here almost every day now. It’s not easy for me like it’s for the others. But at least I tried. I think even a strong wind could blow me away. As it turned out, Netra nodded without hesitation. “That’s right, Luna Lidya was previously ranked Omega before she took her title beside your father. No wonder you’re one of them, Luna Chloe.” He said calmly and sipped his coffee.

It was heartwarming seeing my uncle defend me in my stead. She burst out laughing and shook her head. "How could an alpha like Xavier claim an omega and a slave as his mate? Is that not appalling enough?! " She mocked with a smirk curving at the corner of her lips. The crowd began murmuring. I clenched my teeth as I saw the smirk on Leo and Alicia's faces. Damn it! I really wanted to give this woman a taste of her own medicine. And just being quiet like an obedient schoolboy wasn't helping matters.

She turned the chair around to face me and sat down. "My name is Sasha Copperman." "Copperman?" I murmured bluntly while nodding. I don't know why. "Yes, Copperman, my family was part of one of the most blessed packs in the whole of Oceania." "I am really sorry to abrupt you during this whole copper thing, but that's not what I asked you. What am I doing here? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?. "

“You think you can walk in here and talk like that? Elena is a Xia. Our problem. Not yours.” “She’s not your anything.” Holden’s voice dropped to a blade-like whisper. “And don’t ever call her a problem in my presence.” Madam Xia’s eyes hardened. “You’ve grown bold, Mr. Vale. Perhaps too bold.” “Bold enough to expose you,” Holden said. “Bold enough to break whatever empire of secrets you think you’re keeping.” Mr. Xia finally spoke, calm, almost too calm. “There is nothing to expose.” Holden stepped forward, each word slow, controlled, lethal.