Heat Omega Nest Novels & Stories

Nicholas trailed behind, calling out to me, but I couldn't stop, my only focus being on reaching my mate. As I rounded the corner, the muffled voices of my brother and one of my warriors reached my ears. "The omega has been in there long enough," the warrior murmured. "We should get her out before she dies in there, no one can survive that much cold, not even in their wolf form."

"Welcome to Rosendale. We have only a few rules here. Most of them apply to everyone, but some of them are for only extras." I nodded, my eyes fixed on him. I wondered if Valerian had felt this intimidated, this alone. I wondered if he wanted to give up, too. "First and foremost, don't use the gym while we use it. You can use it after if you find it open." I nodded. I had no intention of using the gym. "As an extra, you are Rosendale pack's equivalent of an omega, so you can't eat with us either. You can eat after we are done eating if there are any scraps remaining."

One of the gammas whispered to the beta, who was also standing nearby, watching the rescue efforts. "This is something that happens all the time. Even our previous leader did the same thing just because of a lost gem," the beta replied. They stood proudly at the edge of the harbor, observing the numerous crying omegas who had lost their families. The omegas whined and cursed at the Alpha for making such a hasty decision that day. "There will be no good for the alpha! I curse him if my son does not return!" An elderly woman shouted loudly and was immediately comforted by a nearby warrior. The beta and gamma turned to look at the woman with pity.

Then, he carefully laid the shirts down around his body in a neat, protective circle. Next, he dragged my heavy, silver-and-black Winter Wolves jerseys onto the pillows. He used his fingers to smooth out the rough cloth, arranging the heavy sports gear with incredible care. He was completely focused, building a soft structure out of my clothing right in the center of the bed. It was a true, undeniable Omega nest.

“But you’re not in this alone, no matter how much you think you are.” I looked at him then, really looked at him. There was no hesitation in his words, no doubt. Just the quiet, steady certainty that he meant every single thing he said. I hesitated before asking, “What does it even mean to be an omega?” Nolan was quiet for a moment, then leaned back, considering his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he started. “They have… a different energy than others. It’s not about strength or dominance—it’s about balance. Omegas connect to alphas in ways that no one else can. It’s instinctual.”

Whatever the reason I couldn't stop smiling. Once everything was done, I stood at the edge of bed and roamed my eyes around. It's missing a few key things, including but not limited to: omegas nest—A small little haven the omega wolves construct meticulously with softest blankets and throws along thickest sweaters and most comfortable pillows. We use it during heats, if spending alone, during their most anxious moments, when in need of comfort and finally during pregnancy. Alphas are only allowed in the nest after permitted by their mate as its our sacred place. In the past I avoided building a nest because I wasn't sure if Aiden was going to allow me to stay in the cabin. Not anymore.

Several different blankets and pillows that Xavier and I have used along with shirts and sweatpants that we both worn. I've never seen a nest, I've only heard of them. An Omega's nest isn't something that any one gets to see except for the mate. Once an Omega makes their nest no one's usually allowed in the room. Not only does the dominant mate not like the idea of anyone being around their mate when they're that close to heat but the Omega doesn't like other people near his nest or in their room. Supposedly it taints the scent, they only want to smell their mate and no one else.

Being away from her now felt like a physical ache in my chest. I sighed and opened my eyes, turning my attention back to Zero. The wait was excruciating, but I had no choice but to wait. While I was waiting, suddenly an Omega appeared before us. He was panting heavily, and I could sense the urgency in his eyes. "What is it?" I asked as my heart raced with anxiety. The wolf took a deep breath and spoke in a low, urgent growl. "Nikita opened her eyes again, and this time she said something. She called out your name, Zayn."

"Because everything in here says an Omega always makes a nest when they find their mate An Omega who is not cared for will still make a nest. They tend to make it even earlier because they seek the comfort that they're not getting from their mate. A fully cared for Omega usually makes their nest two days before the full moon. An uncared for and neglected omega will make their nest as far out as a week away from the full moon. They do it to comfort themselves. To provide some sort of comfort and support that they're not receiving from their mate. I can't even look at these pictures! How could anyone neglect their Omega like that!"

I watch my little mate become embarrassed as his face turns very red. Once an Omega finds its mate, they will have their first heat on the next full moon. Three to four days before their heat starts, Omegas start nesting. They will build a nest in their bedroom. If the bed is big enough, that's usually where they will build their nest, if not near the bed, or in the closet. They use blankets, pillows, and their mate's dirty clothes. Clean clothes won't work, and they won't smell strong enough of their mate. They need something their mate recently wore, and their scent will be strongest on those clothes.