I Am The Omega And The Alpha の小説・ストーリー

“We just have some questions.” I guess they’re not falling for it. Oh well. “I don’t have one,” I snap out. Another shared look. “Don’t have what?” asks Dante. “An Alpha.” I say. “That’s what you want to know, right?” Brody shrugs. “I suppose that’s one thing we were curious about, but what we really want to know is why an omega is running around unprotected.” My heart stops in my chest and I inhale sharply. “That’s what you are, right? An omega?”

and then it was time to admit, "we are werewolves." Upon hearing that, Logan covered his lips in shock. He could see right through the absurdity of it all. A tail, snout, and sharp teeth, and his ultra-acute hearing. Outside of animals, who could possess a tail? It took him a few minutes to come out of this shock. Rae waited for a few seconds before he continued. "There is a caste difference between your mother and I. I am the alpha while Ava is an omega." "Like the wolves, the alpha?" Afterwards, the youngster recalled the bedtime stories I had read to him. Stories about werewolves, in which the dominant character was always the strongest and occasionally the most vicious. It all seemed to

Today, they felt like the end. A few early risers spotted me and whispers followed. Just like always. Only now, nobody bothered hiding them. "That's him." "The rejected Omega." "I heard Alpha Damon and Ryan are moving into the Alpha House together." "Good for them." I kept walking. One step then another. The pack that had been my entire world slowly disappeared behind me. No one stopped me. No one called my name and no one came running after me. Not even a single person. The truth settled heavily in my chest. I wasn't leaving home. But I had never had one.

"Say the word, Alpha." Draven laughed, low and ugly. "Go ahead. Kill me. But you know there are more coming. My people won't stop. Not until they get what I promised them. The rare Omega and his heir. The perfect bloodline." I tightened my grip on his shirt. My claws pricked through the fabric. "You're not leaving this estate alive." But something in his eyes shifted. A flicker of confidence that didn't match the situation. Like he still thought he had the upper hand.

And as his wife, that meant that I would be his luna, and when we made everything official, both our packs would come together. "Massimo," I begin, realizing that there was something very important that he didn’t know about me. "Are you sure about all of this? I know that I was insistent that you go along with me, but there’s something you need to know." "Need to know?" He repeats, cocking a pierced brow. "And what might that be?" "I’m…" I respond, but stop as the sting of embarrassment hits me. "I’m an omega." "Omega?" He hisses, his eyes growing wide. "How is that even possible? You’re the daughter of a mighty alpha, and you're the daughter of an alpha. You’ve got the purest of blood out t

“You’re not going anywhere near that place again. You working somewhere where I do not permit is not allowed. You are an Omega, you are part of my pack and I'm the alpha around to listen.” “Excuse me?” I laughed in disbelief. “You don’t get to decide what I do with my life. Whether or not you are alpha and I'm an Omega and does not give you the right to be controlling me, nor does it give you the right to be the one to decide what I do with my life.”

He said with a smirk gracing his face. “I can’t do that, please, I’m not comfortable with that.” I said to him, he gripped my arm tighter. “You are an Omega and it seems you are forgetting the title of who you stand before,” His grip on my arm was so tight, I felt my bones breaking. “I’m the Alpha King,The Alpha of Alpha’s. You are under me, Omega!” His Alpha tone was conspicuous in his voice. “Now change!” He commanded and I nodded, I found myself submitting to him.

Omegas are valued, yet we are treated as less than. Omegas are the only ones who can handle Alphas knots and bare their heirs. Every pack has a rule. At eighteen omegas are auctioned off to the highest bidder. The Alpha of the pack goes first and then his Beta. After that, it goes to the other alphas and betas of the pack. There is only one Alpha who rules the pack. The technical name is Alpha Supreme for the Alpha who leads the pack. Most just call them Alpha, and the other alphas go by their names.

“B-But… Why me? I am just an omega.” Alpha Jake glanced at Mara, sensing her uncertainty and the weight of the situation upon her shoulders. He spoke with a calm and reassuring tone, "Mara, in the eyes of the moon goddess, the status of an omega, beta, or alpha doesn't define one's worthiness. The moon goddess's choice is not based on societal ranks or hierarchies within the pack. It's about a deeper connection, a bond that goes beyond what we can see on the surface."

But when he saw Ashly walk in their school hall several years ago, he couldn't escape the charm that was brought by his wide smile. Then they were tasked with helping students in their school, and many of them are omegas. Alex wasn't a typical Alpha. He respects everyone, even Alpha or Omega. He was confident in his ability; he knew damn well he could pull this particular trick to earn more respect from Ashly. But what surprised him was Ashly's compliment. It's been a month, and for him, it's still new. He was helping others as well, as if he were really doing this for himself, more like Ashly. He managed to match Omega's emotions, and he helped them. That was how Alex found himself being dr