His Omega Luna Novels & Stories

The omega begged with all humility. Luna Savina sighed feeling stressed at the problem. “My decision is same with the Alpha.” Luna Savina answered making the omega lose her hope. “I also don’t wish to talk to her so you tell her to leave since it wouldn’t be worth it if her body falls sick out there.” The omega couldn’t accept Luna Savina’s answer. She wanted to beg more, but she knows she might get into trouble if she dared to defy the Luna’s wishes. “Luna, at least let me see her.”

she said, bowing her head. “How old are you?” I asked. “I am 17 years old, Luna,” she said. I look at her and she looks 13. “Are you an omega?” I asked. She looked down. Well, being an omega is nothing to be proud of and it is also nothing to be ashamed of. “Yes Luna. Both my parents are omega,” she said. I smiled at her. “You are small but very light and fast on your feet, and that is very good. With the right training, you will be unstoppable,” I compliment her. She smiled widely.

"M-me? Oh, no. I'm just… just an omega." The table went quiet for a moment. Jason tilted his head while really curious and Lily raised an eyebrow. Helena, however, smiled while shaking her head. "My dear, being an omega does not make you less. Even an omega can rise to be a Luna, if it is the Moon Goddess' will." Luna? I opened my mouth to protest, but the look in her eyes made it impossible to argue. I felt my cheeks turned red and I quickly looked down at my plate. Tyler broke the silence politely. "Thank you for the dinner, Mrs. Alaric. The food is wonderful."

“You already know it, Zayn. Do you want me to confirm it?” My heart thumped, as the ground below my feet shook. Blitzer repeated the sentence, which he was singing like a bird from the very first moment. “Luna is not in the pack.” I banged my hairy fist on the table before me, breaking it into two. “Helena is an omega. She can’t escape from the tight security of our pack.” I shot up from my spot in a heartbeat, grasped Alex’s collar, and thrashed him against the adjacent wall.

♦Raphael’s POV♦ “An omega?” I gasped, unable to hide my shock, and my chest tightened. “Are you certain?” “Ninety-nine percent certain alpha.” She nodded. “We ran different tests to confirm, and they gave the same results. There’s no mistake; the Luna is an omega.” ‘Arielle is an omega!’ The thought echoed in my head as it sank in. Then it all suddenly made sense. Everything. The strange connection between us…

Their little cute eyes gaze at their mother as they silently whine in fear. "Tell the delta's to find a way to get the people out of the pack". The woman heard a familiar voice ordered from behind and she quickly turned to see who was that. It was their Luna, Haley, giving orders to the Omega's. Haley is not only the Luna of west villa pack, but an A****n which in translation means a female warrior. She is determined to make sure the people of the pack are put to safety before thinking of herself.

“Okay, so I got married yesterday, and I love my husband. He's literally perfect. He also happens to be the Alpha of his pack, and just now, someone called me Luna. I'm shocked. I don't know how to react.” Puzzled, Alpha Amal looked at her, bending his eyes till they were level with hers. “You are the Luna of this pack. That's kind of how it works? You marry the Alpha, you become the Luna?” Flustered, she gave a light-hearted slap to his arm and then sat up. “Babe, that's not what I mean! I was an Omega kicked out from my pack and I walked for days before I could even get here. Here, I became a slave, and I was probably supposed to be stuck in the nursery, but now I'm the Luna. It's overwhel

“You mean I would have to bite him? Mark him as mine?” Dad nods. “Equal partners. Equal claim. That’s what the legends say brings the full blessing of Luna.” I stare at him, trying to process this information. In all my life, I’ve never heard of an omega marking an alpha. It goes against everything I know about pack hierarchy, about the social order that’s been drilled into me since birth. “But I’m an omega,” I say weakly. “You’re moon-blessed,” Dad corrects gently. “If the legends are true, you’re more than just an omega. You’re Luna’s chosen, meant to balance your alpha, not submit to him.”

he reminded him. "It can be revived if I can get an omega" Haynes explained further. "Which you were unable to find after searching many communities of werewolves for years. Or are you planning to send me to the werewolves so that I could get bitten and become a 'floater' like you?" Sergeanti laughed hysterically. He had discovered his plans. Haynes was a very dubious dishonest and wicked wizard. "No, you don't need to go and search for any werewolves because an omega is lurking in Greenford right now" Haynes ascertained.

Three omegas walked in with a rolling luggage behind them. “Justina, you sit on the right. Ivory, you take the middle and Samantha on the left.” Mom announced. We did as we asked. My hair was almost dry, but it did need some more time. “Good Morning, Luna! Today is a big day for you!” The omega smiled at me. “Thank you! What’s your name?” I asked as she started pulling her supplies out of her bag. “Emily, Luna.” She was younger, maybe 16? Her long dirty blonde hair was pulled back in a low ponytail. She was a petite little thing.