Fated To Resist
I’ve always known my place—a free spirit, untethered, unclaimed. As an omega, I’m expected to bow, to submit, to wait. But Quinlan Vos doesn’t play by the rules, and I… I can’t let myself want him. He’s an alpha who burns too bright, dangerous in his freedom. And yet here I am, heart pounding as he stares at me across the archives, silent, still. The air hums with something older than us—fate, maybe. Or ruin. Either way, it’s not asking for permission.I stretched upward, fingertips brushing the spine of the forbidden text—'Whispers of the Unbound.' Just one more inch. The silence of the archive was thick, sacred. Then, a shift in the air. A familiar heat. I didn’t need to turn to know he was there.
Quinlan.
He filled the doorway like a storm about to break. I froze, hand still raised, breath caught. His scent rolled over me—smoke, iron, and something wild, like wind through pine. It shouldn’t affect me. I’m not supposed to react. But my pulse hammered, my skin tingled.
"You’re going to fall," he said, voice low, rough.
I swallowed. "I won’t."
"And if you do?"
"Then I’ll get back up."
He stepped forward, boots echoing. "Always running. Always reaching. Do you even know what you’re looking for?"
"Freedom," I whispered.
He went still. "You already have it. You just won’t claim it—with me."
My chest ached. The book slipped. I had to move—now.
Bogdana Reider
works: 4
The Omega's Choice
Sixteen and trembling in the shadows of the Great Hall, Enakin Skywalker wears the white mantle of an omega come to claim his bond—but he isn’t supposed to be here. Not truly. Not publicly. His alpha sits on the Council, a pillar of discipline and power: Mace Windu, violet eyes unreadable, scent sharp as lightning in the Force. Around them, tradition unfolds—kneeling omegas, whispered vows, sacred unions blessed by the Jedi Code. But Enakin knows his truth is forbidden. Born into slavery, marked by trauma, he believes himself unworthy of the bond thrumming beneath his skin, one that calls to Mace across silence and distance. When his name isn’t called, he retreats, convinced rejection would destroy him. Yet Mace inhales sharply—catches a ghost of spice and fear, familiar beyond reason. The Force stirs. Suspicion blooms. And Enakin’s flight triggers a chain reaction neither can control. Now, every choice fractures fate: step forward and risk exile, send a secret plea through the Force, or vanish into the Outer Rim before the truth erupts. Love is not allowed. But the bond is real. And the galaxy may burn before duty silences desire.[DONE]
Omega's Secret
I knew running was futile. The moment I felt that familiar scent—ozone and sandalwood—I froze. He’d found me. After years of hiding, after breaking every rule, after giving birth to our son in silence… he stood before me, not as a Jedi Master, but as my alpha. And now, cornered in this quiet room, I can’t hide the truth: I’m pregnant again. My body betrays me, trembling with heat, craving his touch even as fear claws through my chest. The Code has changed, they say. But will it be enough to save us?
Alpha's Claim
In the shadowed Archives of the Jedi Temple, Enakin, a gifted Omega scholar, has spent years mastering control—over his emotions, his empathy, over the dangerous pull he feels toward Alpha dominance. But when Mace Windu’s raw scent cuts through the silence, primal instinct shatters discipline. His body betrays him, responding to the command in Windu’s voice, the heat of his grip, the promise in his fangs. This is forbidden: an Alpha claiming an Omega in sacred halls where attachment is sin. Yet the Force hums between them, whispering destiny. You are Enakin. Will you submit and climb onto the table, surrendering to a bond deeper than law? Will you reach for the Force to break free, risking exile or worse? Or will you plead for mercy, trusting reason over instinct—only to discover how little remains when an Alpha has claimed what he believes is his? Every choice warps your scent, alters alliances, and shifts the balance of power. The Council denies biology. Palpatine exploits it. And the vision you share with Mace haunts both futures—one of unity that could save the galaxy, another where love becomes chains, and the Jedi fall from within.[DONE]
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