Iceman Omega Level Novels & Stories

Gasps ripple through the crowd like a wave. For one fragile moment, hope blooms inside me. The Goddess chose them for me .And she chose me for them . Not trash. Not worthless. Chosen. Then Damian laughs. The sound is sharp, cruel, and it slices straight through my chest. “You? A low-level omega?” His lip curls in disgust. “The bond must be broken. There’s no way.” Lucian steps closer, eyes blazing with contempt. “Our mate is this Omega? Pathetic. I’d rather choose than accept .”

“We can use her to get information about John. Things we can use to blackmail him until he pays us back.” Alex frowned. “It won’t work.” “Why not?” “She was scared shitless last night when she got here. Daisy has no control over her fear which gives her away. She needs to learn better control of her emotions.” “She’s an omega,” I muttered. “I’ve met omega’s with better control of their emotions than her.” Movement from the corner of my eyes made me turn my head. There she stood, the omega that was currently the topic of our conversation. Behind her stood Elias, looking as pissed off as she did.

“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."

“Though I want to be an Iota, I’m sure it won’t be easy. I can try to be a Mu.” He stroked his back neck, then laid his back on the headboard. “Hmm, let me think first. Maybe it is good if you become my father’s maid under Evelyn. But I can’t protect you there as you will be in my father’s direct order.” “It’s okay. As long as it gives me a chance to get your father’s approval.” I let out a long sigh. “Besides, being an Omega, the lowest rank in the lowest rank category, I know I’m incompatible with you.” I snuggled my head on Constantine’s chest. “You will be the next Alpha, while I’m just an Omega. The difference between us is like sky and ground.”

I couldn’t believe my ears; I was no longer a member of the Silver Moon Pack. This seemed so unrealistic; I couldn’t believe he would go this far just to please my worst enemy. Maybe they had both planned it out, and I was just their key to the biggest farmland and the oldest bungalow in the entire pack. A mere teacher who didn’t worth anything but her resources. A blunt Omega.

I pressed. Zayn hesitated for a moment before answering. "I'm an Omega," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. What?! I couldn't believe my ears. Omegas were the lowest rank in the werewolf hierarchy, the ones who were often bullied and looked down upon by their more powerful counterparts. I walked towards the bed and quietly lay down without saying another word to Zayn because I felt so disappointed. I was shocked and wounded in my heart. I had always dreamt of marrying an Alpha, someone powerful, someone who could protect me from any danger.

They were clearly stronger than omegas yet the omegas had to do all the work . Tyler wore his clothes and glasses then hopped on his old bicycle before cycling to the pack house just as soon as he reached the pack house, Tyler was greeted by the Gamma's daughter Beverly Isaac and He internally groaned like as she had always been bugging him probably because he was weak, Tyler does not know what her problem with him was, "if it isn't our little pup." Ralph, Tyler's wolf growled in disagreement he hates being called a pup 'you just have to bear with for my sake.' Tyler told him. _________

I say . I didn't want to push him to reveal secrets that weren't even his . He nods . " It's better that way . " " But can I at least ask what an omega is ? " As if it wasn't obvious already , my knowledge of the supernatural world is quite limited and I don't even know the most basic things . Ugh . Why didn't dad let my trainers teach me things besides vampirism ? It's ridiculous . Knowledge is power is it not ? " An omega is a wolf who never turned . They're more like humans than wolves honestly . " He shrugs , not seeming to make a big deal out of it .

He stepped closer, closing the distance between us, his hands coming up to cup my cheeks, forcing me to look at him. “You’re more than an omega, Ilyana.” I shook my head immediately, trying to refute it, but he didn’t let me. “I see you. I know you. Yes, you were born low, but deep inside, with the way you carry yourself, with the way you act—you are more than that. Look at the way you handled that woman, the way you stood there, the way you spoke. Would an omega do that?” “It was nothing,” I muttered. “It was something, Ilyana,” he insisted, his voice firmer now. “I just wish you wouldn’t do that when you’re with me.”

Almost impressed. “The thing is,” he continued, “I know Alpha Morven. Or rather, I know what kind of man he is.” I tensed. “And I know,” he added slowly, “that he wouldn’t throw away an Omega unless he thought she was either useless... or dangerous.” My hands clenched in my lap. “What are you trying to say?” “I’m trying to say... I don’t think you’re useless.” He stood then, pushing back his chair with a scrape of wood.