{An Omega Chronicles Release} Omega’s Choice by Michelle Minnie

Omega's Choice by Michelle Minnie
Series: The Omega Chronicle's #1
on March 27th, 2025
Genres: Fantasy, Fiction, Adult, Romance
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Helena has led an often restrictive life as a sacred Omega wolf and Princess of the Lichtenberg line. With unimaginable power, come responsibilities and dangers that fill her days, but the time has come for her to choose her Alpha and enjoy the freedom of her very own pack. Alpha Aldric Forst has been seriously scarred in numerous battles for his King while leading armies in the fight to protect their lands from the growing evil. Knowing his ability to attract an Omega mate was slim and he’d resigned himself to a life of loneliness filled with duty to his pack and King Leonidas.

Princess Helena has other ideas for the massive wolf, who both intrigues and sets her heart on fire. At the choosing ceremony, she intends to make her intentions of mating with Aldric Frost known to all. However, an evil is lurking inside the castle walls waiting for its chance to steal away the Princess and as many other Omega wolves as possible. Can Aldric uncover the traitor in time or are the lonely Alpha’s dreams destined to remain just that, dreams.

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Exclusive Excerpt from Omega’s Choice

I’m not planning on attending this year.” Aldric crumpled the offending piece of paper and threw it into the trash can beside his desk. “I refuse to parade around in hope of being chosen when we all know that’s not going to happen.” He stopped pacing long enough to point out the large scar that ran from his left temple across his cheek to his chin and down his neck before disappearing into his shirt.

“Brother, you’re the alpha of our pack and it’s your duty to attend this gathering. Not only is it a decree by King Leonidas, but who is to say an omega won’t choose you. You’re a respected and strong alpha, our pack is large, and we have our own town and over five hundred acres of wooded lands to let our wolves run free without fear.

There are a lot of benefits to becoming the alpha mate and omega to our people.” Godric stood and retrieved the invitation from the garbage, flattening it out on the desk as best he could and handing it back to Aldric.

“Your brother is right, son. You must attend. We have a strong relationship with the king and queen, which has been fortuitous since our lands touch on their northern borders. To refuse an invitation to the yearly Omegas Celebration by any unmated alpha would be an insult.” Aldric’s father, Karl, stood and placed his hand on his son’s back.

“I know it has been hard for you, son, since Senorfra. That battle claimed far too many of our brave men, but bless the gods you survived, protected our king, and came back to us.”

Admittedly, it was odd that even in this modern age of convenience and technology, most supernatural beings lived by the old code of fealty, honor, and loyalty. Considering most lived to be well over one thousand years, having rules to live by and a king to follow ensured the safety and health of all werewolves.

“True, we fought bravely and many men never returned from that damned forest, but the rest of us came back scarred in one way or another. My scars cover my body, and there’s no omega out there who will choose me. When will any of you see this? Omegas are rare and wield powerful magic. They can pick any alpha and any pack they wish and be given anything they desire because of the blessings they will bring to that pack. I’m not saying that an omega doesn’t deserve such things, but none would want a battle-scarred alpha, no matter how wealthy or strong our pack is. Perhaps if Godric went, he—”

“No, don’t even finish that sentence. I am no alpha, brother. I couldn’t even dream of taking your place. This pack—hell, the entire town looks to you for leadership. You have given all of them a safe place to live and thrive with their families. I respect you, brother. You will always be my alpha.”

Aldric stared at his reflection in the window. He knew he was a scary-looking man; his wolf was even more imposing. His human form stood at 6’7” and weighed over 280 pounds of muscle, which had been hard earned through his years as a general in King Leonidas’s army before the war ended and Aldric had settled with his family and pack on these lands. His black hair was braided halfway down his back, just as his father’s and brother’s, but his dark blue eyes came from his mother. Tattoos covered his right arm, wrist to shoulder blade, depicting his family lineage and his position as alpha. They revealed themselves on the day Aldric assumed his position as alpha.

Should he ever be chosen as mate, his blank left arm would reveal his mating tattoo, indicating the lineage of his mate, their joining, and any future offspring. The tattoos his kind wore could not be given by their own hands or magic; they were given by the gods, either at birth or upon claiming their birthright.

Aldric knew in his heart that his left arm would always remain bare. His great size alone would be a deterrent to most omegas, who typically feared a larger predator, but the scars from his many battles that littered his body made sure to keep all would-be mates away. Normally, a werewolf could heal most injuries without leaving so much as a scratch, but the ogres had coated their blades with dark witches’ blood, which was poisonous to all werewolves and much more difficult to heal, leaving many warriors with these scars. He just couldn’t figure out why his family chose to ignore these facts and continued to make him attend these celebrations, which allowed omegas of age who had come into their powers to choose an alpha as mate.