An Omega For Sale Novels & Stories

she shouted, earning a few groans from the other omegas. "They won't kill her," I assured, "a large part of their profits come from selling omegas, especially omega females since we're highly fertile." "Are you serious," she asked looking rather disgusted. "Yeah," I said, "you don't have to worry though they don't sell us till we're in our mid twenties." "Is that why I haven't seen any older omegas," she asked, "I always thought thy just killed them off." "Naw," I said, "that would be wasteful, and the Rhinestone pack is all about using everything to the fullest. We recycle and everything."

"I don’t know. But I’ll find a way." "Like sell yourself?" "If I need to, why not?" "But you don’t want to be auctioned? Come here now. I’m buying you for five hundred thousand, so you can pay me back. Closed deal." He said it in one breath before he turned around and motioned for me to take the Omega. "Follow me, Omega. I want to know who the fuck Cesar is." He added as he stormed off and walked back inside the building.

Those gazes were filled with lust, greed, and the desire to possess. “And here is the final item you’ve all been waiting for tonight!” the auctioneer's voice boomed across the hall. He walked to her side, his grimy hand grabbing her chin and forcing it up, revealing a pale face that still held a trace of beauty. “A female Omega, her scent as sweet as a Merin flower blooming at dawn! Though she comes with a slight blemish from her family’s debt, I can assure you, this Omega has never been marked by any Alpha!”

It didn’t take me long to find information on her. “A brand new Omega” I stutter to myself. I could make some serious money from her. She is worth a fortune to the correct buyer and I already knew someone who would want her. This means she would be out of my hair for good and Zante can return to me. Alpha Jase had been sniffing around the training school and we had spoken briefly while he was there. He had mentioned in passing that he was looking for a specific type of Omega, one that carries a new bloodline. Even back then, his want for this Omega was strong and he had asked us all to keep an eye out for one. He would pay us if we found her. I stare at Alpha Jase’s number in my phone. “She

“And what are they offering for these omegas? Let me guess, resources?” The elder nods like he’s explaining something reasonable. “Resources, yes—” Sage immediately cuts him off. “So you all sat here and thought the best way to prove our strength… was to sell omegas?” “We know this is a sensitive topic for you, but for many years, omegas have just been nothing but breeders in packs since they are the weakest and the most submissive form of wolves. This can’t be changed overnight, especially when pack alliances are involved.” The elder continues. “It is not unusual for packs to make such trades, Luna. Omegas serve a purpose. This is how we strengthen ties.”

His words confused me, and my head tilted. “I… I don't get it. You bought them, but then you said they're free. How are they free if you bought them?” “Our pack doesn't run the same as others. Here, Omega's are free. They're not used for sex, and they're not used as breeders. They're free to live their lives as they choose. But other packs aren't just going to give us their Omegas. Think of it like buying their freedom. Each year, we buy Omega's under the guise that they will be used for one thing or another, when in fact, once they're here, they are free to live as they please.

The wolfsbane has severed my connection to my wolf entirely by now. “An Omega without a wolf is worthless,” she explains sadly. “Usually, the auction wouldn’t even take you. But you’re very pretty, so maybe that’s why they made an exception. See, this auction specializes in providing playthings and breeding wolves for powerful Alphas. Without a wolf, though…” Elsbeth shrugs, looking at me with pity. “Well, you’ll only be a plaything. Which is just about the worst thing you can be.” My heart sinks in despair.

She told Elena when she expressed her confusion, “Don’t waste mom’s omelets.” She didn’t say more. Elena sneaked in Greyson’s office and found the roster. It said except Bella, Alpha Xavier also took in hundreds of female omegas, rogues and slaves from other packs, and sold them to the Full Moon Island at different prices according to their ages and wolves. So she knew instantly how she hadn’t shifted and why Eliana mentioned mom’s omelets.

“Fine!! What’s next?” “Once those omegas will feel comfortable, ask Breda, Beta Female, to ask them who sold them without their wish?” Wylder said that all the omegas which he purchased were sold to the agents, and then those agents sold them to the organizers, or maybe the chain was longer than that. There was no use in holding the collar of the organizers because they could never take him to the root of this chain because they had no idea about the agents in the middle because every time, they had someone else as an agent.

After walking around for a while, I decided to try the omega to see if anyone had any useful information for me or maybe one of them would have a change of heart and decide to speak up for her. But the omega in the pack house are even worse than her schoolmates because they wouldn’t even give me a chance to speak with them, They don’t want to hear anything about Heather, and they made up pretty clear that they are not interested in whatever I have to offer. The only omega that agreed to talk claims she is not interested in my money or job. She wants to be my mistress and it’s either that or she won’t talk to me.