Iceman Omega Level Novels & Stories

“Never tell anyone that you're Liam's mate!” Only that? “Simple instruction.” I answer, brushing it off. He watches me, probably waiting for a reaction, but too bad for him, he isn't getting any. I'm used to this kind of treatment anyway. After all, I'm an Omega, the lowest of the werewolf ranks ever! He gets off first and I follow after him and we both walk towards the backdoor as Trevor starts explaining to me all sorts of things.

“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?”

Ash gasped with delight and Sara nodded with satisfaction. "Good. Sean, do you promise to take care of her when I can't?" Troy asked seriously and Sean swore to it. Ash whispered to the Luna,"He's a natural Alpha" "She's helping him feel the need to protect" Sara said as she nodded to Samantha. "That's why Omega's are so important. They can make a whole pack work together and make the Alpha stronger just by being there" Alpha explained. Ash nodded, understanding. Already she felt the pull to train harder and help her pack mates just so they could make sure that Samantha was safe and proud of her pack.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

"I know you're going to say it's normal, that it's how things are and that you're used to it. But that still doesn't make it right." "I'm an omega. It's…" "Being an omega doesn't mean you’re worthless and it doesn't mean you’re disposable." Marcus said, his voice was passionate now, and I found myself listening despite my wish to shut down this conversation. "In my pack, omegas are valued. They're caregivers, teachers, healers. They're the heart of the pack, not the lowest rung. What Moonstone does, treating you like a servant, like vermin, it's barbaric."

Not believing she's losing her children because of a filthy Omega. "You're leaving because of some filthy Omega?! She's not worth it! She will never be anything in life. So why drag yourselves down with her? She's only good for breeding children and taking care of a house. No one would dare give an omega a job. She won't be able to provide for herself. Hers, Alpha, would have to do all the work. She's worthless!" Jones spat out.

I may be his Luna, but he's still bigger than me, and even a Delta 3 is a step up from an Omega. He slowly lifts his head and his eyes finally look at me and I smile at him. "See, I'm not one of those big strong muscular men. I'm just an omega . I may be your Luna, but you're still a step up from me. So tell me, what has you so down?"

Keiran continued. “We have the usual pack dynamic,” Ryder said. “Alpha, Beta, Delta, omega, and so forth. But where most packs see omega’s as a burden, we cherish and protect them.” “Blue says that I qualify as an omega because I’m human.” “And you think because you’re human you’re too weak and unworthy of us,” Axel muttered. I glared at him. Axel smiled. “To get back to our earlier conversation, I don’t think you’re weak. I have no problem with you being human.”

At seventeen, I weighed more than every other average teenager in my school and my own pack as a whole. Yes, I was the only plus-sized wolf in all of Bluecoven’s pack and even worse, I was an Omega. The lowest in the hierarchy. A pushover of a species that is the one and only embodiment of weakness. In my world, Omegas were almost non-existent and the few that did were seen as some sort of game for the high-rank wolves to catch and boost their egos.

meant there was no use hiding anything anymore. "So long that I can't remember the first time it happened. It has always been a part of me. I've been bullied all my life and so I guess my body just found a way to protect itself." "It's not possible Zach and we both know it. The only explanation for this is crazy considering her current status but–" My eyes fell to the part of her body where the open cut was before. All that was there now was her dried blood. Her pale skin was just like it had never even seen a bruise or burn in its entire life. I was curious as to why an Omega had fast healing particles inside of her. It's a general knowledge that Omegas are the second to the last rank in t