Ds Otome Novels & Stories

With only a few tattered pieces remaining to cover her waist and nipples, she felt as if she were practically naked. Meanwhile, Rowan was staring. And it certainly wasn't at the Moon Crest in her hand. His gaze first landed on her bleeding hand, and then his eyes roamed over her exposed skin, taking in the bruises and marks that were taking far too long to heal because she was an Omega. She was covered in cuts and bruises, and he struggled with his emotions as his gaze repeatedly returned to her perky nipples peeking through the remnants of her shirt and the astonishing curve of her waist.

said Alpha Steven, "Still I am wondering why you wanted to come alone, Sam! For a woman like you, it is really dangerous to go alone with strangers. Don't be offended but I think you are not as strong as we are!" Sam looked at Alpha Steven as if she were insulted by what he has said to her. "If you think that physical strength alone is a basis to determine a wolf, then you are more stupid than I thought. My rank is Omega but I wanted to save her in spite of that!" "But you are not just an Omega but a beautiful one, I wonder if you already have a fated mate!" said Alpha Ace, looking at her with his eyes sparkling with his cheeks reddened. "Hey Alpha Ace, don't tell me you are going to add her

"Can you not speak in riddles, please?" "Ya know what 'e is, what'e is gonna become on full moon." She says, I nod. "And 'is mark on ya, the beast's assurance that is mate belongs ta im, is gone." My stomach turns in unease. "Sebastian wouldn't hurt me, he never has." "And is mate just so 'appens to be an omega," Khate ignores my statement "A fragile doll 'e needs ta protect." "Sebastian isn't like that," I say, a bit severer this time.

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

It was easier that way. Because whenever I had too much time to think, my thoughts always returned to the one thing I had spent years trying to hide. In this world, people are divided into three secondary genders. Alphas hold the highest status, gifted with natural strength and powerful suppressing pheromones. Betas make up most of the population. They have no pheromones and remain unaffected by Heats or Ruts. Then there are Omegas, the group society considers physically weakest, the ones who are often looked down upon and discriminated against.

He said before ending the call. I lay down on the couch in my studio just staring up at the ceiling. I can't believe this is me now. I was just a normal Omega who didn't believe he could ever experience being in heat or have a mate a couple of months back. But now I'm now mated to who I know will be one of the strongest alpha in the world and he loves me so damn much that even I still can't believe it. I dialed Damion's number and he didn't pick up immediately and I thought he could be busy, but as I was about to end the call, he picked up. "Hey baby, Sorry I didn't pick up quickly. I was busy". He said in a deep but sexy voice that got my heart racing.

Athena's POV I had completely forgotten about Dante’s presence beside me. I turned to him with a pretentious smile and assured him, “It’s nothing to worry about.” He didn’t look convinced so I went further to say, “It’s the trauma I suffered in the vampire kingdom. I haven’t gotten over it.” His worried expression dissolved into compassion as he hugged me. I had to lie. I was an omega after all. No one wanted to have anything to do with us.

She glares at me, hurling a pan that strikes my chest and makes me stoop. "Really, who do you think you are speaking to? I am your future Luna, so stop talking, you omega!" Her voice was heard clearly. As the weakest members of the pack, omegas are more prone to injury, fatigue, and weakened immune systems than warriors, deltas, gamma, or betas. Being called omega should not feel insulting because of what she is referring to, but because of what she is referring to, it hurt me. The pain in my chest felt like something had broken in that frying pan.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

But she wasn't her. "The omega is not her. Eudora is dead." This time, Draven's voice was low and threatening and held a hint of warning in it. Cantor knew it was best to leave the matter alone. Perhaps, he would bring up the topic again, but for now, it was time to dig into the background of a very suspicious woman.