Dominant Omega Novels & Stories

“A-are you okay? Did you get hurt?” “No. Just a little forehead scratch. But the pedestrian, the girl, an omega . . . I have to go now. I promise to be back as soon as I can.” She knows that her friend is in deep trouble. Because in their world, the percentage of the female and male omega is beyond inferior to the number of alphas. In short, omegas like her are very important for Parallelian's propagation. So hurting an Omega is a serious crime, not unless the perpetrator belongs to the royal family. The royal dominant alphas.

"Apologies, I was just wondering why the Moon goddess bestowed an omega upon our Alpha." I swallowed and bowed my head in response. "Please, there's no need for that," Elder Thomas scolded them. "In addition to being Alpha's Luna, the moon goddess has given her something that other female werewolves do not possess." "Elder Thomas is right, Elder Samuel." Alpha approached us, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "From now on, she is no longer an Omega. There is no Omega stronger than me, and I believe you feel the same way." I couldn't fathom how he thought I was stronger than him.

The memories were there, always pushing me to reopen closed doors. But Mira had put me up to a healing process, something that grounded me and made me stay through to reality. “He’s a scumbag. Look away,” she hissed, pulling my arm a little. When we finally took our spot on the line, the murmurings became clear. “Weakass omega. What does she think she’s doing here?” Someone even knelt and made a mocking prayer to the moon goddess. “Please, take Calla and give us other Vales. She’s too weak and empty to carry the Vale legacy,”

He’s playing hard now. I broke the hug and grabbed both his shoulders. “Arin, you must have gone through a lot. But don’t worry, my elder brother is the Alpha of the pack, and if you get married to me, no one will dare to say anything to you. I will treat you like a prince, and even your own family or pack members won’t do anything against you. I’m the most powerful, you know,” I said, and I saw the shine in his eyes. He quickly wiped his tears and started to smile. Wow, such a fake boy.

Ronan took the first bite without shame. Calliope watched them fondly. “You two worry too much.” Silas’s smile faltered. “We just… want this to work.” Her expression softened. “It will. But the right woman for an Alpha–Omega triad isn’t simple to find. She has to carry pieces of both your souls. She has to be strong enough for Ronan’s fire and tender enough for your emotional depth. rare combination.” Ronan looked away. The truth was heavy. “We’ve met dozens of candidates. None of them sparked anything.”

"I'm beyond happy not being permanently attached to one person." Her grin widens. "Or apparently five." "Omegas?" I question again. "Sorry." I really am sorry, but this is gold and Val explains it all without judgement. "No need," She waves. "Alphas are dominant, protective, territorial. Natural leaders. Their wolves are stronger, bigger, louder and usually convinced they're right about everything." "Sounds familiar." She takes our mugs and moves to the sink. "Omegas are rarer. Social glue, emotionally bad ass, pack-centred, highly bonded. Their instincts tend toward connection and community."

I couldn’t understand what her prolonged stare meant. “ Introduce yourself, Lana. ” She spoke when I stared back at her. My lips formed an O shape. Realization dawned upon me. Facing the three Alphas, I blinked awkwardly. Was I supposed to bow in respect or what? “ Hey? ” I waved my hand instead. “ I am Nor… ” Satan’s Buttocks! Not Nora. I coughed to clear my throat as all three of them stared at me with their penetrating eyes. “ I am Lana Redley. And I was chosen as the omega for the year by His Highness, Alpha King of the West. ” It sounded like Lana this time, right?

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

It was their choice to stay or not. But that wasn't the problem. The problem was that my mate existed. What was worse was the he was an omega, the symbol of weakness in any pack. I was a strong alpha, there was no way I could have such a weak werewolf for a mate. "Why don't you just reject him," Carina, my Beta whispered in my ear. She was the only one who actually knew what was going on as I sent the other guards away. I felt that I could only trust Carina with a situation like this.