Dark Omegaverse Novels & Stories

He staggered backward, clutching his heart, a sudden, inexplicable sense of absolute emptiness washing over his soul. Tatsumi’s body went completely limp. The golden light in her eyes flickered, dimmed, and finally vanished entirely, staring blankly up at the noon sky. Her blood quickly pooled across the white fabric of her dress, staining the wood beneath her. The thousands of pack members in the courtyard stood in stunned, absolute silence for three agonizing seconds, staring at the fallen Omega. Then, a single voice cheered, and within moments, the entire square erupted into a roaring, fanatical frenzy.

*When the moon is dark and fear is sown The scentless one will crack the stone No wolf, no pack, no home, no kin The lone omega walks alone within* *Power sleeps in fragile bones Waiting for the sacred tones When old mark meets living breath The spell will break, the bond will death* *Beware the one who should not be The key, the lock, the omega free When he wakes, all wolves will fall Mortality will claim them all* The words burned deep in Aeris’s mind. “The omega who should not exist,” he breathed. “That’s me.” “Aeris, step away from the pedestal.” “I can’t. Something’s happening.” The ground shook. Lines of light raced across the floor. More symbols appeared, burning instead of glowing. P

She growled, the veins on the side of her neck popping out. Then I noticed a mark on her neck. A quarter moon shape. It was familiar because– I had one too. It was the marks given to Omega at birth, to distinguish them from the rest. Hers was barely visible, it seemed she covered it with make up powder. “You are– you are an Omega.”

“Then what happens to Bram after?” I clench my fist beside me, “He dies too.” “I have never doubted anything you opt to do but this… I don’t want us to get involved with them in the first place. See, there are few rumors that the Omega is a special wolf and that he has something inside him, only his mate can unlock. I don’t know how true it is but one has not been born in the last hundred and fifty years. The last Omega couldn’t find his mate and died of loneliness. Bram’s case is different, he found Alpha Knight and he is happily married, why are you trying to ruin his life?”

I could feel the triplets’ eyes on me, their presence overwhelming, and the bond snapped. “Look at me, Rebecca” Damien said, his voice softer but still strong. My name sounded so amazing coming from him, and I loved the way it made my skin tingle and heart race. I lifted my eyes, meeting his gray gaze, and the bond ignited in my chest, taking my breath away. Kael’s dark eyes were on me too, and studying my figure, while Lucian’s held a mix of curiosity and something warm, that made my heart race. Magnus stepped forward, towering over me. “This is a mistake,” he said, his voice cold. “You are an Omega, and you can’t be their mate.”

Before the war thirty seven years before I was born, a mutation happened all over the earth that affected thousands and millions of the secondary genders. This mutation was caused by a result of clash of biological weapons between Russian and North Korea. As a result it affected omegas mostly. It created what we call omega X; also called the dominant omegas who like a normal omega can get pregnant but can't feel heat at all. They are stronger, faster, smarter than an average omega and could even be bigger than an average alpha. They are said to rival an alpha but they can't bond with a beta at all because it could lead to a miscarriage or birth complications.

Because he knew that he had lost the battle. He was shocked when he heard about Hamileja. Hamileja was an old village with a bunch of Omegas. He was a businessman of Omega trafficking. Each year he caught a lot of omega from there and sold them. Some of the omega's parents sold their own daughter to him because they felt their child was a burden to them. So it was easy for him to get omegas. Before attacking The Rivermoon pack, he did all of that.

"Scent blocker? You think he's—" "I know he is," I whispered, though no one could possibly hear us. "The Blackwood bloodline doesn't just seem un-alpha... it's something else entirely. That moment in his room, when his guard was down, I caught it. Sweet, unmistakable. He's an omega, Kaelen. A male omega." Kaelen went completely still, processing the implications. "That's... that's impossible. Male omegas are practically extinct. And one at Blackmoor? How would he even get admitted?"

They didn't know she was trying to stop the urge from ripping their throats apart. Delaney notices many other shabbily clad hostages being dragged out of their cells as they make their way into the filthy hallway. She also discovered that the slaves were werewolves, not humans, after inhaling their scent. They were omegas. Omega wolves are the weakest of the wolf species, whose strength is compared to that of a human. The only difference is their super-hearing abilities, sense of smell and a few other things. They strolled aimlessly as if they had been subjected to a series of torments. Their eyes had darkened for a long time, replaced by pessimism and defeat.

* I demanded, but Nala simply closed her eyes, refusing to say more, leaving me entirely in the dark. I squeezed my eyes shut, rubbing my temples. I was an Omega. Omegas didn't have hidden magic. We didn't have secret sparks. We were the lowest tier of the supernatural hierarchy, meant to serve, to heal slightly faster than humans, and to bear children for stronger wolves. The only magic in our world belonged to the ancient Lycan bloodlines, like Silas's, or the rare, reclusive witch covens that lived in the deep marshes. Whatever this humming was, it had to be a delusion brought on by the stress of the impending trial.