An Omega For Sale の小説・ストーリー

I thought I knew how hard a life an Omega has, but it turns out I still underestimated it. Omegas are the lowest rank in a pack. Their sin is not having a wolf in a werewolf pack, nothing else. They are dumped with the worst jobs and lamest resources. They get nothing, not even respect, or simply some appreciation for what they do for the pack when their job is actually essential. But that’s not their worst fate. I didn’t know there are people who kidnap Omegas for a living, to sell them to places far from their pack, and there are actually huge profits in it.

“Shifted at sixteen. Omega classification. No prior mate bond.” No prior mate bond. The lie settled easily. I bit the inside of my cheek and tasted iron. They needed me to seem clean. Unclaimed and valuable. A rejected Omega made things complicated. An untouched one sold faster. “Bidding opens at five hundred thousand.” A hand went up immediately. “Six.” “Seven.” “Eight.” The numbers kept rising, as if it meant nothing. As if I meant nothing. I focused on a thin, jagged crack in the far wall, running from floor to ceiling, as if something had once tried to break the stone and failed. I breathed in and out.

They were still so fresh even after ten years and they caused a cold sweat to break out on my skin while my heart began to beat erratically. "Why?" I gasp, looking around until my gaze comes to rest on the window behind me. "Why would there be bidders?" "Didn’t you know?" Tabitha sighs. "When an omega turns eighteen, it is customary for them to be auctioned off to the highest bidder so that they can fulfill their role of being a breeder for whatever man decides to buy them. Did you truly think that you would be above that rule?"

“The organizations that bought your Omega, only means that the traffickers, who sold him have high connection around the government in that country, and sadly, It's pretty favored in most black market selling Omega for a hefty price, despite the government's protection” After setting back his eyes glasses, he took another sip from his mug to finish it. “Why do they keep my Omega in that state?” Rikko walked to his levitating bed and jumped back to Shaun's side, after taking something. Touching the screen and zooming the footage of his chip drones from the crystal coffin where Penelope was in. “This substance preserving your Omega has an expiration lasting in two months and half a month after

It helped me protect what little of me was remaining. “Next!” The auctioneer’s voice rang out across the hall and just like that I was pushed up to the stage and the hall erupted into a fit of laughter. The auctioneer’s hammer sounded across loudly and it brought the room to a still. “The next purchase for you able gentlemen is a steal. She is an omega, twenty-five, she is also pure–is a virgin….” “Ohhhh……” the hall erupted with dirty snarls coming from the most powerful people from the state.

“And I didn’t summon you here for pleasantries. Tell me who you are and what you are exactly.” Her throat bobbed, and fingers curled into her top like they could hide her. “I’m Dextera Neville, an Omega of Bisclaveret Pack, under the reign of Alpha Kestrel Wagner, son of Nelson Wagner, Sovereign Of His Bloodline.” I folded my arms. “Save me the hierarchy. I want real answers. You know what I'm talking about, young lady.” “I… I don’t...” I cut her off. “What happened last night, Dextera? You’re a wolfless Omega as far as I know. That’s what your records from Bisclaveret said. You never shifted! But what I saw out there in those woods was not an ordinary shift.”

I wasn't really used to this big parties because I opted to stay back in the house whenever I was invited and grandfather never minds but it irked Madam Isabel and it was always obvious it did. "Old man Ravenstone." I heard a much older voice and I saw the Alpha standing before us. "Quinn." Grandfather flashed him a bright smile and the Luna hugged Madam Isabel gently. "This is Judy. She is the one who would be getting married to Alexander." "Isn't she your Omega granddaughter?" Luna Quinn said looking at me with a raised brow and a very not plain eyes. I was used to the stares everyone gave me because I wasn't perfect. I was an Omega after all and a very weak one.

Shelbrooke watched in wonder. "I have not much to say, people. But on this day after a full moon, the real owner of the pack shall return. With full force and glory and her seed shall complete the missing puzzle. Do with this prophecy what you want. But one thing stands, no matter how many ceremonies you hold for this worthless Prince, he will never become the Alpha. We have only one leader," she raised an index finger. "And it is an Omega." Murmurings arose and everywhere became tensed. Styx himself was dumbfounded but not as shocked as Charles who was devastated as he sat down under a full moon. In anger, he shifted almost immediately and howled in pain.

Evelyn said sternly. "Thank you once again Luna." Tyler said leaving after he closed the door a soft smile settled on my face. Tyler could not believe the Luna gave him such a huge reward in return for standing up for her. On a normal note omegas are not allowed to live in the pack house 'you know if I haven't taken control over you, you won't be able to do that now and you won't even be able to hold the reward ' Ralph said ' I know I also thank you for making it possible to meet the Luna ' Tyler told him.

I could feel the footsteps of the other omegas on sale walking as we stood in a straight line. “Welcome to the annual omega sale in the shadow pack,” the emcee spoke, his voice blaring through the speakers in the hall. “We gather here today to sell out these women who have come of age so you could give them the best life attainable.” He announced. I nearly rolled my eyes. That was definitely what they said when deep in their minds they knew what they were going to do with us when they eventually bought us. “So, we should get started. The first girl, Alana Pierce, please come forward.” He announced.