The Rise of the Omega Supreme

(POV: Nicollas)

I walk slowly to the mansion’s garden to find Luan. My legs still ache a bit, and my heart is heavy because my mate is still unconscious, which worries me greatly.

Under a tree, I find Luan sitting on a blue blanket, and Lucia is lying on his chest. Surprisingly, this scene doesn’t bother me. I walk towards them, and before I get close, they notice my presence and stand up.

“Dad,” Luan runs and hugs me. “I’m so glad you woke up.”

“Hi, son,” I hug him back.

“Hi, Mr. Nicollas,” Lucia greets, and I nod.

“How are you, my son?” I hold him by the shoulders and assess his entire body. “Did you get hurt?”

“No, Dad,” he smiles. “I’m fine, don’t worry.”

“It’s a relief to hear that,” I say relieved. “Where’s Lucca?” I ask, looking around.

“He’s out there somewhere, taking a walk with his mate,” he replies. “Isabella is his mate, I never imagined.”

“That’s great news,” I genuinely approve. “I’m so happy that you two have finally shifted.” I ruffle his hair.

“And I wanted to introduce you to someone,” Luan says excitedly, and I look around trying to see someone.

“Dad, this is Lucia, my mate,” he introduces with a big smile, and I assess the girl’s reaction. She’s all red and looking down, while my son has a huge smile and a sparkle in his eyes. I feel embarrassed for hating the idea of them being together so much. My boy’s happiness is greater than any prejudice.

“Pleasure to meet you, Lucia,” I smile. “Welcome to the family.” I wink at her.

“Thank you, sir.”

“We’re family now,” I touch her shoulder. “Call me Nicollas or Nic, make yourself at home.” I ask, and she smiles in agreement.

“So, do you accept me, sir?” she asks.

“That was never in my power,” I say, shrugging and deciding not to tell them how angry I was when I imagined her as the Alpha. But my son’s happiness is above all.

“Sir,” I give her a stern look. “I mean, Nic,” I approve with a smile. “I wanted to tell you something.” She bites her lip, indecisive.

“You can tell me,” I encourage. “Is it something with your parents?”

“It’s more than just something my father told me and my brother recently.” She looks around. “I had no idea, but my father was the son of the Alpha Supreme of the Southern pack. But with his father’s death, he was overthrown and had to flee and ended up here.”

“I always knew he fled, but I never imagined he was the son of one of the Supremes,” I comment, surprised.

“Yeah, and even though my mother is an omega, my wolf and my brother’s wolf inherited our father’s genes. We are bigger and stronger than a regular omega,” she explains.

“Omega or alpha, you’re welcome,” I say to reassure her, but a part of me celebrates knowing this. “The Moon Goddess chose great mates for my sons.” Except for my daughter, I add in my thoughts, with a deadly jealousy of my little girl who just came home after so many years.

“Thank you for your kindness, Dad,” my son says, hugging his girlfriend.

“Now I’ll head back inside, I’m getting old,” I comment, stretching my back.

“Do you need help, sir?” Luan offers.

“Not that old,” I rush to say, offended, and they laugh. “Stay there, lovebirds, just don’t do anything inappropriate for your age,” I say, laughing as I see them blush, and I walk back into the house.

“You see, Nic,” Ryan calls my attention. “The girl is the daughter of a Supreme Alpha, and you, with all your prejudice, had that ridiculous fit and went to drown your sorrows.”

“Don’t start,” I ask.

“I warned you, you should have trusted the Moon.”

“Shut up, Ryan,” I grumble irritably.

(POV: Luan Raphael)

I watch the sunset with my mate by my side, and I can’t believe this girl is mine. The girl with the most beautiful smile in the world is in my arms, and my heart beats wildly next to hers. I feel like there are butterflies in my stomach. Kissing her makes me feel ecstatic, and I will never get tired of the sweet taste of her rosy lips.

“Luan?” Lucia calls my attention.

“Hi,” I look into her eyes as she moves out of my embrace.

“I wanted to ask you something,” she says, biting her lip.

“You can tell me,” I hold her hands. “We won’t have any secrets, ever.”

“What do you think about completing our bond?” Her voice is a whisper, and her cheeks are flushed.

“Are you sure?” I caress her cheeks gently. “Do you feel ready?”

“I…” She bites her lip again. “I love you, Lu,” she says, and my heart skips a beat.

“I love you too, so much.”

“I trust you, and I’m ready for you to make me yours.” Her voice comes out sultry in my ears. “But I’m really nervous; I’ve never done this.” She lowers her head.

“Hey.” I hold her chin so she looks at me. “I’ve never done it either. We’ll learn together.”

“Do you feel ready?” She asks timidly.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“I was born to be yours, Lucia, I’m more than ready.” I get up and extend my hand to her. “Let’s go to my old treehouse,” I explain, and she takes my hand. Together, we walk to the back of the mansion, where there’s a treehouse that Lucca and I got when we were kids. Today it’s more refined; it’s literally a mini-house, big enough to live in.

When we arrive, we walk to the mattress on the floor, the window is open, and I can see the sky shifting from orange tones to the dark blue of the night. The gentle breeze entering through the window caressed our bodies as we lay on the bed, bodies intertwined, hearts racing with anticipation of what was to come.

I lie on top of Lucia and support myself on my elbows; she looks at me with eyes filled with desire and love, her breathing becoming deeper as our hands explore each other’s contours. Every touch, every caress, is a mutual discovery, a promise of eternal love.

My hands glide gently over her skin, exploring every inch of her delicate body. She arches her back, a sigh escaping her lips as my hands find her soft breast and caress them tenderly.

Lucia smiles at me, a smile full of confidence and desire. She strokes my face with her fingertips, tracing my jawline lightly before kissing me passionately. Our lips meet in a passionate kiss, full of promises and desires.

Gently, I remove her dress, and then her panties and bra. Then I get rid of my own clothes, feeling proud to have her eyes on every part of my body. When her eyes fix on my member, I can see the excitement on her face, but before she can say anything, I lie on top of her again.

Carefully, I begin to explore her body, going down with kisses and caresses until I reach the curve of her waist. I slid my tongue along her skin, feeling her shiver under my touch. My hand went even lower, caressing her thigh tenderly, while Lucia sighed and squirmed with pleasure. I touched her intimate area and began to stimulate her. Lucia tried to hold back her moans, but I intensified the movements of my fingers, forcing her to moan.

Desire was burning between us, an intense flame that consumed us. When I felt her completely ready for me, I took hold of my member and carefully guided myself inside her, meeting initial resistance, but also passionate surrender. Lucia let out a pained moan as she felt the head of my member. I began to kiss her lips, capturing all her pained sounds as I continued to enter her. We stop kissing and Lucia’s eyes meet mine as I move slowly inside her, feeling every pulse of her intimacy on my member.

Each movement was slow and deliberate, as if we were exploring each other not only physically, but also emotionally. Our bodies moved together, a rhythm that could only be achieved by two souls destined to be together.

The moans of pleasure echoed in the small tree house, mingling with the sound of the breeze outside. Our sweaty, entwined bodies expressed the love and passion we felt for each other. As we approached the climax, our hearts beat in perfect sync.

And then, finally, we climaxed together, a moment of pure ecstasy and intimacy. Gasping and satisfied, our bodies still vibrated with intensity.

As we caught our breath, our eyes met once again, and we smiled at each other, knowing that that moment had sealed our bond irrevocably. It was the beginning of a journey of love and complicity that would last for eternity.