The Omegas Stand

Being an Omega isn't an easy job. In fact, it's one of the hardest jobs within a wolf pack and often a role that gets looked down on constantly. But it is a job that Chloe Patterson cherishes and tries to perfect every day. No matter what gets thrown at her, Chloe remains strong. She pushes herself to do her best because it's what her mother taught her to do from a young age. And even though Chloe's mother has long since passed, Chloe still remembers everything her mother taught her about pack levels. Chloe knows that even though she is an omega, she plays an important role within the pack. Chloe also knows that high titles don't always equal strength. When Chloe finds out who her mate is on her eighteenth birthday, she is a little hesitant. Chloe knows she will do a good job meeting the requirements for her new title, but her mate disagrees. And when he publicly rejects her over her omega status, Chloe stands tall. She lets the secret she has kept for thirteen years out and walks away from the pack she has worked so hard for. Will Chloe's mate regret his decision to reject his omega mate? Will Chloe find her second chance? Will justice come for the wrongdoing done thirteen years ago?

Chapters

Chapter 1

I smile and hum as I wipe off the sink in the girls' restroom on the second level in the packhouse.

This is my favorite part of the day. Most of the other pack members are at home, and the communal house we all come and go from is mostly empty besides the Alpha family. It's rather peaceful to be in an almost empty house, and it makes getting my chores done extremely easy.

I finish with the restroom and pick up my blue cleaning bucket. I give myself a quick smile in the mirror before leaving. I need the extra oomph today since the anniversary of my mother's death is tomorrow.

Generally, I am a very happy person, but my mother's death always gets me down, and for a good reason. Her death is partially my fault, and a day I will never forget...I mean, how can I? The anniversary of her death is the same day as my birthday.

Tomorrow I turn eighteen, a day that every teenage wolf waits for anxiously, but for me, it's bittersweet. When an adolescent wolf turns eighteen, they can sense their soulmate created just for them by the moon Goddess. But while this day should bring nothing but joy, I can't help but miss my mom. I know my mother would be thrilled for me and overjoyed if I do find my mate...it's just. It won't be the same. It won't be how it should have been. She should be here to witness me cross this milestone.

My mother was an extraordinary wolf. She wasn't born an omega, but she was proud to be one. Just like she was proud to be my mom, she taught me everything she could and took on the role of both parents like a champ.

She was my only parent. My father died while she was still pregnant with me in a freak accident during a pack run, so she raised me by herself until the day she died. And she did so with a smile. The only time I ever saw my mother sad was when she talked about her mate. But she always answered my questions about him. She wanted me to know my father, and while the memories are faded, I remember everything she ever told me.

I shake the sad feelings from my mind as I leave the restroom. I need to focus. Mom wouldn't want me sad, especially since she died a hero.

I hurry down the stairs to get my cleaning supplies put away. I need to get to the kitchen. Mrs. Marsh will need my help today. She didn't ask for it, but I know she needs it.

She has to have the meals

For today and the meals for tomorrow, because not only is it my birthday, but it's the Alpha's son's birthday too. My old childhood friend, Logan. He will be turning eighteen too, and while I thought he was my best friend growing up, he has become someone I don't even know.

Back when we were little, we were always around each other. Since omegas live in the packhouse with the Alpha family, Logan and I were always together. My mother constantly had both Logan and me underfoot since Luna liked for my mom to watch him. We were all together the day my mother died, even, but I don't want to think about that.

That was the day everything changed. My mother died, and the Luna stopped being nice. She forced Logan to stop talking to me, and I became the child she ignored. Alpha still treats me the same and offers a smile anytime he is around, but it just isn't the same. Mrs. Marsh and the other omegas stepped up to take care of me, but I still felt lonely.

Luna Kandace and my mom were as close as Logan and I were back then. I figured she would hold me and comfort me when my mom died, but I guess her shame is just too much.

"There you are, Chloe, would you mind?" Mrs. Marsh asks as I come into the kitchen, and I smile before stopping her.

"I already planned on being here for as long as you need, Momma Marsh," I respond before she can finish, and she grins at me.

"Goddess, bless you, child. You make your heavenly mother proud," She says, moving to give me a quick kiss on the cheek.

I blush but smile at the warm affection I have come to depend on. I grab the extra apron Mrs. Marsh keeps on top of the fridge, and I tie it around my waist.

"You work on breakfast. I will get lunch made. I want to spend the time I usually use to make lunch making the pastries for tomorrow...You know, Alpha invited 235 people from the other packs? All females and their parents. Can you believe that? And he left ALL the food to me. I know I'm good, but my goodness, he is trying to kill this old wolf. So sandwiches for lunch will have to do. And he better not be expecting anything big for dinner tonight either," Momma Marsh rattles off as she moves around her kitchen, grabbing things without looking.

I nod and give her the appropriate hmms when needed, but for the most part, I stay quiet. Momma Marsh is a talker, and normally,y I am too, but my mind is on tomorrow.

Alpha Patrick's inviting outside females was expected. That's what all Alphasdo. It's become almost a tradition. The more females present when Logan turns eighteen, the higher the chance he has of finding his mate. Patrick and Kandace can retire from being the active Alpha couple as soon as their son mates.

Personally, I feel bad for Logan's mate. She is going to have her hands full. Not only is Logan rude and full of himself these days, but he has also become quite the ladies' man over the past few years.

He was okay until the end of his sophomore year, don't get me wrong. But he changed when he was sent to Alpha school. He came back for our senior year, acting like a completely different person from the kid I used to know. Apparently, while at Alpha school, Logan learned he was ranked in the top three in basically everything. He came back home with a massive chip on his shoulder and began treating certain people in the pack like crap....omegas, to be specific.

Luna Kandace seems to be extremely proud, but when Alpha Patrick catches Logan acting all high and mighty, he gets upset. He usually makes Logan run the border for mistreating us. Then he and Luna have a big fight that echoes all the way down to our living quarters.

I try to block out the yelling, but it's impossible. Luna Kandace is like a screech owl when angry, and nothing makes her more furious than her precious son getting in trouble for mistreating the "help."

The other omegas often wonder why Luna looks down on us, but I don't. I know why, and the answer is deplorable. Luna Kandace has very specific reasons for trying to make herself feel better than us, but she and I both know the truth. She is nothing but a big fat coward. So she can mistreat us all she wants. She can behave like she is better, and she can try to convince herself it is true by convincing her son, but I know the truth.

"Morning, ladies," Alpha Patrick greets as he strolls into the kitchen, looking the same as he does every day.

I smile at him while Mrs. Marsh huffs.

"Would be a better morning if I had had more help," she mumbles, and Alpha chuckles.

"Don't give me that. You would have thrown a fit if I filled your kitchen with strangers...and Goddess forbid I hire a catering service. You would shift and attack me on the spot, Mrs. Marsh," Alpha says, speaking the absolute truth.

I laugh as I hand him a plate full of his favorites, and Mrs. Marsh huffs again. She slaps a dish towel in the air and refocuses on the dough she is rolling.

"Exactly," Alpha states, knowing he won.

Luna's scent gets close, so I place her plate next to Alpha before she arrives, and I turn back to the stove.

"Chloe, it's your birthday tomorrow too," Alpha suddenly says as if he completely forgot, and I nod my head.

I keep my back to the Alpha couple while answering, so my face is hidden from Luna's cold blue eyes.

"Yes. I turn eighteen as well. But my birthday is always a sad day. This year, I don't know how to feel," I reply, and Alpha sighs.

"Your mother was a fine wolf. I miss her too," Alpha says, and my ears pick up on the Luna grinding her teeth together.

"Yes, she was," I whisper, and Luna growls.

"If you insist on talking, at least face us. It's bad enough you are disrupting the peace of the morning," Luna snaps, and Alpha growls.

I turn and meet her hateful eyes head-on. For years now, this has been our relationship, but I don't let it get to me. I am a proud wolf. I serve my pack dutifully. I am not worthless or less than her precious son, just like my omega mother wasn't useless thirteen years ago. Every wolf matters in a pack, and her self-hate won't rub off on me, no matter what she says.

"Kandace," Alpha growls, and Luna snaps her head in his direction.

"I came down to have a peaceful morning. Tomorrow is OUR son's big day, and you're talking to an omega about ancient history," Luna snaps, and Alpha's neck turns red.

"That omega is your best friend's daughter. She has grown up in our home. I can speak with her about her birthday and her mother," Alpha snarls while using some of his command power.

Luna's posture becomes rigid, and I turn back to the stove to avoid the explosion about to take place.

"Did you just try to bend me to your will?" Luna screams, and my ears feel as if they might bleed.

"Yes, I did. What has gotten into you? You act as if you are some fucking queen. Newsflash, Kandace, these are our people. They might take care of our basic needs, but it's our job to protect them. We are Alpha's, not tyrants. I can speak to the people who live in our home with us," Alpha roars, and I can feel Luna's eyes on my back for a moment.

"You should be more concerned with your son's big day than the daughter of a dead omega," Luna snaps, and I whip around.

Mrs. Marsh grabs me before I can attack the pathetic female, and the room falls silent. Luna and I stare at each other with nothing but hate while Alpha looks embarrassed.

"Chloe, please forgive Luna. She is just upset with me. Why don't you get your other chores done and send Melanie to help Mrs. Marsh?" Alpha says after a few tense moments, and I nod.

I bite my tongue and leave the room, just like my dead omega mother taught me.

Be a lady.

(This world contains zero humans)

Continue to next part

I ran to Las Vegas to escape my family's hatred of mafias, where I met Emily and developed feelings for her. Emily was one of the people I had to leave behind. I didn't want to live a life of brutality and bloodshed. My only goal was to finally get away from it all. But my best friend Matthew kidnapped her and took her to his house. She initially denied, but unintentionally had a crush on us two; in order to protect her, I needed to confess to my father her identity as my girlfriend; however, daddy would never admit the three of us being together, until we were accidentally met by Jim, my daddy's minion, while we three were having sex; he was going to tell on us to our adversaries, which might bring danger to our entire mafia family; once again, I meant to protect Emily, while making her fall at the hands of our foes..

Action LGBT+Mafia Modern

8.7

GLACIER TRUCE

8.7

Meet Two different Families. They are the two most dangerous Mafias in the whole of Italy, across Sicily and to this day, no other clan stands a chance against them. First Family. Name: Cactus Clan Name: Nightshade Clan Godmother, Serena, the head of the clan. A woman who is feared even by powerful men. She's a definition of craziness. She's well know for being a crazy witch that nobody wants to mess with. Erica, 25 years old, the first daughter, another witch who took after their mother without any single difference in character. She is very obedient to the core as she follows whatever their mother says without bothering to think about it. She's a badass fighter and can't go a day without spilling blood. Venetta, 23 years old. Second daughter and the craziest girl you might ever encounter. You can never understand her mood. It fluctuates... one minute she's smiling, the next second she's something else...and the reason is she's a drug addict. She sniffs like her life depends on it. Jazzlyn, 21 years old. She has no single similarity to her other siblings. Not like she was hated but she wasn't loved like the others. She was not allowed to go to any mission because she wasn't trained and was regarded as weakling. Her offense was that she had a weak heart. She had never gotten things right. She has badly wanted to train, wanted to go to mission but it was basically her fault and nobody's that she wasn't good. She keeps on trying and still can't. She can't even handle a gun. She was always left out during missions. One crazy thing she enjoys doing is cutting herself. She loves making herself bleed. * Second Family. Name: Truce. Clan Name: Hades fruit Clan Godfather, Padrino. The only one who's not scared of Serena. Instead he's also feared by everyone and every other clan in Italy, except Serena's though. Renzo, First Son, 25 years old. A playboy, bully and a dangerous killer. Padrino trust him more than anyone in the world cos he does not believe in love. Ace, second son, 24 years old. He's a playboy also and a drug addict. He went schooling in the states and ended up making a transfer back to Italy. He's a nice person and at the same time cold. And then we have, Glacier. 24 years old. He is merely a tool. Crazy, right? The son of Padrino, a tool? He's the most hated one in the family and clan. Even though he's one of them. He was never trained, not even how to defend himself but surprisingly, he had his first kill at the age of ten. He gets beaten up even when Renzo and Ace makes the mistakes. He gets beaten like a thief and he was used to the countless and ugly bruises all over his body. He doesn't talk, always alone, a weirdo. Amidst all this, Glacier is a strikingly handsome young man. He is the very definition of what it means to be devoid of mercy. He has no heart....he has been taught never to smile, laugh or frown. His expression is always unreadable. No one can decrypt his thoughts. After his first kill at the age of ten which was a shock to Padrino, he started leading every mission and decides who will accompany him. Everyone knows better to avoid his wrath, except for Renzo, who never backs down, though he is no match for Glacier. * Everything is all about competition to both families. Both families are sworn enemies for reasons unknown and they succeeded in passing the hatred on and on to their children. In a single word, they are bloody enemies and there's even a rule guiding that. A Nightshade must not be seen getting intimate with an Hades fruit and vice versa. They shouldn't be seen talking or chitchatting. They should keep hating on each other. Now let's talk about the school they all attend... Acme University. The school popular slogan which was common among the students is if you can't beat the rich, melt away. Acme University is an institution where the sons and daughters of the wealthy and powerful Mafia families ruled the halls. This elite school was notorious for its lax academic standards And rampant bullying, where family connections and social hierarchy dictated the pecking order there. At the top of the food chain were the *Capi*, the heirs to the most powerful Mafia families[Hades fruit Clan and Nightshade Clan] Below the Capi were the *Sottocapi*, the children of mid-level Mafia families, who aspired to climb the ranks and gain favor with the Capi. The *Bourgeoisie*, the offspring of wealthy business families, often caught between loyalty to their families and the allure of Mafia power. At the bottom of the hierarchy were the *Plebeians* Let's stop here.... A war begins. But what happens when this war transforms into something unexpected, something forbidden? What dark secrets will be revealed? Curious to find out where the dark forbidden romance comes from. You can't miss this book for anything.

Mafia Modern Romance

7.3

He Faked Amnesia To Abandon His Wife

7.3

The neurosurgeon looked at me with pity, delivering a diagnosis that severed seven years of devotion in a heartbeat. According to the scans, my husband, Dante Rizzoli, remembered how to strip a Glock blindfolded and launder millions. He just didn't remember loving me. Overnight, I went from being the cherished Mafia Princess to an unwanted stranger in my own penthouse. While I filled our home with his favorite lilies trying to spark a memory, Dante brought home Gia. She was loud, tacky, and draped over him like a cheap suit. The Capo had forgotten his wife, but he seemed to remember his lust perfectly fine. I swallowed the humiliation, clinging to the hope of his recovery, until I stood outside his office door with a tray of espresso. I heard his dark, amused laugh rumbling through the wood. "The amnesia is the most useful card I've ever played," Dante told his soldier. "It buys me time to enjoy Gia without the family breathing down my neck. Elena is a boring, safe relic. I need fire, not a porcelain doll." My heart didn't race. It stopped. The medical anomaly was a lie. He hadn't forgotten me; he was just done with me. I set the tray down silently. I wasn't going to wait for him to remember anymore. I walked out of the penthouse and dialed a number I hadn't used in years. "Get the new ID ready," I whispered into the phone. "Elena Vitiello dies tonight. Livia Moretti leaves at dawn."

Mafia Modern Romance

8.4

He Wants Me Dead Or Alive

8.4

"Are you going to treat me like the enemy?" Raffaele asked, hovering over me like a predator. "You are the enemy," I sneered. He smiled. "Careful. You're hurting my feelings." "I hope I can hurt much more than that." His eyes darkened. "You forget-I'm the one who can break you." I vowed never to give my heart to a man. Never let one bend me. Never let one own me. Then a single night changed everything. When my best friend became a target, I took her place and caught the attention of the most dangerous man in the city. Raffaele, My friend's older brother, wasn't supposed to see me. We were never meant to meet but the moment his eyes locked on mine, I became his new obsession. I don't bend and he doesn't let go. Suddenly caught up in a world of blood and power, resisting a man like Raffaele might cost me everything...heart, body, and soul. He wants me, dead or alive.

Action Mafia Modern

8.1

His Vow, Her Vendetta

8.1

I died once. Betrayed, broken, and discarded by the most powerful man in New York. Now, I'm back. Reborn on the very day my husband, Dante Moretti, handed me an expulsion agreement. But this time, I know his secret. The coldness in his eyes isn't cruelty; it's a slow-acting poison, a betrayal creeping through his veins, fed to him by those closest to him. This time, I don't cower. I meet his icy command with a slap and an ultimatum: I carry his heir. To cast me out is to sentence his own bloodline to death. He is the untouchable Don, a king on a poisoned throne, fighting a war within his own mind. I am the ghost of the queen he tried to break, armed with the memories of our enemies' every move. I won't be a pawn in their game again. I will dismantle them all, from my treacherous sister to the viper he calls a mother. I will be the queen he needs, even if he fights me every step of the way. It's a vendetta.

Action Mafia Modern

8.3

Married To The Comatose Mafia King

8.3

I stood before the altar of the grand gothic cathedral, about to marry Julian Moretti, the grieving adopted son stepping up for the comatose Don. To the hundreds of mafia men behind us, it was a dutiful wedding. But I knew the horrifying truth. Julian and his pregnant mistress, Clara, had orchestrated a brutal plot to steal my dowry and secure his place as the next Don. In my past life, I was completely blind to their betrayal. Julian trapped me in our apartment and set it ablaze. I could still feel the blistering heat of the fire. I could still hear my mother’s agonizing screams and my little brother Antonio’s desperate coughing as the smoke filled our lungs. My entire family was burned alive just so Julian could swap the brides and put his whore in my place. I died in pure agony, filled with hatred and despair, wondering why I had trusted a monster. God hadn't saved me from those flames. The Devil had. And he sent me back to this exact moment at the altar. "Do you, Isabella Rossi, take Julian Moretti to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asked. Julian reached for my hand with a sickeningly gentle smile. I didn't give it to him. I tore back my lace veil and turned to face the crowd. "You are mistaken, Father," I said, my voice like ice. "The man I am bound to marry is your Don. Damien Moretti."

Mafia Modern Romance

The Omegas Stand

Chapter 1

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