Novel & Cerita Young Omni Man

Maisey’s face says more than I care to know about the boy. “Dylan!” I gasp. “We have three male Omegas. One is only nine years old, the others are sixteen and eighteen, though the eighteen year old looks to be even younger than the sixteen year old. They all live with family members, but I can call them to the office,” Dylan says. “I need to speak to each of them individually, in my office. They may not be so comfortable with you,” I sigh. “I guess it is time to start leading our people in a better direction.”

The Hall was a large one, accompanied with his throne in it. The people who were all present there made me feel more guilty, I remembered the Humiliation I faced before I managed to come to this pack, I wasn't going to let the same incident happen twice. "I..., I am from the Crystal Moon pack" I stuttered as I said.. because I knew the weight of the word I had just said. Being an Omega from another pack could only mean two things, either you were sent as a spy from the other pack, or you had sexual intercourse with a beta from the other pack..

“Did you see Omniel anywhere?” “No, he wasn’t in the battle. I sent some of my knights to search for him but they couldn’t find a glimpse of him.” “Then he is still here. We failed. He is still alive… That man… He changes vessels like snakes. I bet Omniel is already done for.” “What? Then why did we strive for so long if this was the result from it?” “If he died, Fredden wouldn’t have died. The slave crest eats the one it possess. That man is a curse master; someone who worships the Devil. Anyway, he won’t appear anytime soon. Let’s take time to heal our wounds!”

The doctor’s voice echoed in his memory: “The boy… he is an Omega, but dominant in his nature.” Jay’s small hands had gripped the sides of the chair nervously, his innocent eyes wide as the faceless doctor—or perhaps just distant, indifferent—looked at him with a clinical detachment. “Omega… you understand what that means?” the man asked, voice flat, almost too heavy for a child to comprehend. Young Jay had nodded slowly, a mixture of fear and curiosity in his gaze. “I… I think so,” he whispered.

I’m currently sitting in my dad’s office hugging my dad. “Thank you, my sweetheart. I really needed that,” he sighs. You see, I am an Omega. Not the lowest of the pack that you normally hear about, but the kind who has a very special ability. I can calm people with just my presence, but it’s more effective if I am in close proximity to them. When I was brought to my parents, my omega waves were crazy strong. They still are, but back then, they started a war.

And with it, the hunt. She placed her hand over her stomach again, this time gently. “You'd be safe” She whispered to the life inside her. “I promise it.” Behind her, Lowell drifted into a restless sleep, his breath evening out. Uriel stayed awake beneath the moonlight, scanning for movement. They had tried to erase her. Now, she would hunt them down. They would face the fury of the woman they created. The omega was gone. And in her place stood something far more dangerous.

Every head turned as one of the two doors to the room slowly swung open, and two men walked in. Less than a quarter of the people present had never seen the Lycan before, but they'd gotten a description from their family members who had. Tall and broad, the description went, olive skin with long dark hair, eternal youth with extremely good looks. It was easy to pick who that was between the two men. The picture of him that had been immediately taken down from the community forum didn't even begin to compare to the Lycan in real life. He was simply something out of the imagination.

After a good 15 minutes, Oz came out of the area and was looking like all the colors of his face had been faded as if he had seen something which was not digestible. Trinity knew that something was wrong. She at once jumped close to him and patted his slender back caressed his fur and asked him about the surroundings , to which what he said made her heart flinch in horror..... " Tity, OHMAN is sitting in the center and grandpa, father , uncle everyone else are fighting hardly. Our people are far less in number than demons. Besides OHMAN is going to kill grandpa within some minutes. We have to do something. We have to save them. Only we are left here.

Bright Moon Pack. His pack was totally destroyed by their enemies. He survived but afraid to be there. So he ran away.. because he was too young and an omega. It's very rare a male being an omega, in million years there are only very few males been omegas. That's what all elders thought.

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?. "