Claiming Slave Omega As My Luna Novels & Stories

I waved back at her in acknowledgement before venturing up the stairs. Did she really think I was going to call her out on the act? She's an Omega. A poor one who had to come slave here just so to get a roof over her head. I don't need to ask who had been starving her cause I know already. It's obviously none other than the former Luna.

I had no idea when I lost my cool, but with the tears that had gathered in my eyes, I was shouting at my step father right at that point. "Yes you heard me right, so get your things ready." He said. "And listen," he added without letting me process what he had said already. "You do not have any right to question anything I do. Just get him a son and you will be free," he noted and made to walk away, but my next words made him stop in his tracks. I was already shivering hard with fear, tears forming at the corner of my eyes. The Alpha of the pack from what I heard was cursed and he was very cruel. The last time I heard anything about him, I was told he murdered his Luna because she couldn't b

“She is a regular wolf. I’m certain you of all people are well aware that only omegas are kept as slaves.” Shadowfen, our rival pack, had a reputation for having the largest slave market in the whole of Taeryn. The number of omegas that were used as slaves by the high-ranked werewolves was much greater in comparison to any other pack in Taeryn. So, of course he knew that. Alpha Gale smiled sweetly at the Luna. “Then I guess we don’t have a problem Luna, because not only is she an omega, she is also my mate and I will not be sitting down for breakfast until I have full claim on her.”

"You see, the Alpha has never meet his Luna, they said he won't be able to recognise his Luna and his Luna won't recongnize him when they will meet. "And you know how the law is, no one should have two Luna's and also you can't do with someone that's not your Luna. "So he got himself a mistress which has them be living with him. Rumours had it that she will turn to his Luna since she is the only one he adore," Enola stated. "Wow! So, have you met the mistress before?" Naya asked again. "No, but I heard she is pretty and one rude nonsense," Enola scoffed.

I’ve just claimed to an Alpha that I was the source of the magic on the beach here last night. I don’t know if I’ll get away with the lie, but I’ve certainly committed to it. I stand my ground as he steps toward me, lifting his nose and sniffing the air. “You are an Omega,” he says. “I have never heard of an Omega able to wield such power.” “I am a Luna, too,” I insist. “I have met many Lunas, and still none of them were capable of what seems to have happened here last night.”

“Right. But still, someone hated you for that. For being their playmates. The beta and alpha are almost like a celebrity here. Having the chance to play with them is such a huge accomplishment.” “The past is no longer important. The present situation is. Right now, I am only their omega and slave.” “Poor soul,” was all she could say. “Enough of that. This evening, we will make sure that they will forget that they abandoned you, alright?” “You're not disgusted that you're serving an omega?” The woman thought for a moment. “Hmm…I need more cash. You seemed kind, too. Way better than that wannabe luna.” Luna wannabe?

I held her hand reassuringly. “Oh, Lola, I’m here for a job, not as the Luna,” I coaxed gently, offering her a soft smile. “Your new Luna is Avery, and she won’t be happy if she hears you calling me that.” Traditionally, omegas were considered the lowest rank and were not allowed to shift or receive training on the ground. They were confined to the pack house, performing household chores and cooking for other pack members. However, when I became Luna and joined this pack after marrying Zander, I introduced new laws, giving omegas the opportunity to receive training in self-defense and war. I firmly believed that not being able to shift didn't make them weak, and I had even organized champion

(POV: Nicollas) I approach the huge glass window of my office and sigh in frustration. No matter how hard I try, I can't quite digest the idea of an omega becoming the future Luna of the pack. Lina always asked me for more empathy towards this class, and through my interactions with her friends, I've learned to tolerate them better. However, that doesn't change the fact that they are inherently weak beings. Just the thought of an omega being my heir's mate fills me with anger, indignation, and frustration. Moon Goddess, why do you toy with me so?

He punched her so hard she fell to the ground, groaning in pain. “Stop! Please, don't hurt her!” I cried. “Bram, that's enough,” the first rogue called out. “We were talking to the Lycan King's bride here. So, tell us. How much would Dominic Blackwood pay for his Luna?” I shook my head. “Please…I don't know. He doesn't care what happens to me. I-I am just an omega and–” “You are his Luna, aren't you?” “Yes, but—”

I wasn't surprised though, the Lillian I know is a manipulative bitch and could buy or seduce her way to anything she wants. “So now, the updates”, she said, clapping her hands together. “First thing you need to know is that Sirius and I have been officially mated, I'm now the Luna of Nightshade pack”, she stated. My heart pounded furiously, all other noises faded away and I felt like my head was about to explode. My wolf was emerging, my veins bulging as my senses sharpened and my teeth turned into fangs. What has she done? Without hesitation, my claws burst forth from my fingers and I pounced on Lillian with a ferocious roar. I wanted to tear her flesh from her bones, reduce her to a blood