Novel & Cerita Lesbian Omegaverse

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.

I held her hand reassuringly. “Oh, Lola, I’m here for a job, not as the Luna,” I coaxed gently, offering her a soft smile. “Your new Luna is Avery, and she won’t be happy if she hears you calling me that.” Traditionally, omegas were considered the lowest rank and were not allowed to shift or receive training on the ground. They were confined to the pack house, performing household chores and cooking for other pack members. However, when I became Luna and joined this pack after marrying Zander, I introduced new laws, giving omegas the opportunity to receive training in self-defense and war. I firmly believed that not being able to shift didn't make them weak, and I had even organized champion

Unable to stand their accusing gazes anymore, I turned and fled, not knowing where I was going. Once I could no longer hear the cries nor smell the stench of blood, I slid down the floor, leaning against the wall. I closed my eyes as tears slid down, my mind going back to the time when I had fallen in love with Ryan, the soon to be Alpha. I was just an omega then, but I was loved well by my parents and never felt inferior to anyone. When Ryan announced to everyone that he had chosen me as his mate, there were many who were against his decision, wanting him to find his fated mate. But Ryan was adamant and when we married, everyone hated it at first. But soon, my efforts to be a good Luna paid

She needed to make Damon think she was too eager to remove Amoux from her life. “D-Damon, you are right. I can't believe that I didn't believe you!” Leah finally acted. Her eyes were moist, and she pushed Damon away from her. “I want to be alone, Damon. I don't have anything anymore. I'm the useless Omega again.” Her voice cracked.

She leaned back into her chair, as if distance was needed for whatever she was about to say. “Gerard,” she said, voice softer—the softest I’ve ever heard. “You of all people should know that’s possible.” My chest tightened, my muscles contracting. “When someone becomes an omega, it rewires their brain,” she continued. “The brain chemistry. Instincts. Alpha pheremones that usually trigger aggression start triggering attraction.” Her eyes searched mine to be sure I was following. “There’s a reason Alphas clash with other Alphas, and omegas don’t.”

“And before that, I think the time has finally come. You deserve to know the full truth about this temple and how the Omegas became what they became.” “Keep your mouth shut, Kaidora,” Angora said sharply. “Lives depend on this story being told,” Kaidora replied, unbothered. “Including Tavian’s. So no, I won’t.” She looked at Aurelian and began. “Over a century ago, in the Gravefang Pack, the order was what you would expect. Alphas ruled. Betas obeyed. Omegas served as little more than property. And when the Howlbreak war broke out between the three rival packs, we, the Omegas—already the smallest in number—were chosen as yearly sacrifices to keep the Gravefang Pack protected from the worst o

She glares at me, hurling a pan that strikes my chest and makes me stoop. "Really, who do you think you are speaking to? I am your future Luna, so stop talking, you omega!" Her voice was heard clearly. As the weakest members of the pack, omegas are more prone to injury, fatigue, and weakened immune systems than warriors, deltas, gamma, or betas. Being called omega should not feel insulting because of what she is referring to, but because of what she is referring to, it hurt me. The pain in my chest felt like something had broken in that frying pan.

She asked with suspicion lingering in her eyes. “I… I think our Alpha mentioned it.” I lied, rattling out. “He didn’t.” She shook her head. “Well, he just did. Let’s go prepare.” I scurried away from her before she bantered me with questions. I had to be careful of the way I predicted things. The Omegas were the lowest-ranking servants in the pack and we were the ones in charge of organizing the field for Steven’s welcome banquet. I returned to the venue to take a final look at it before the event time, the canopies were in the right place including the chairs, tables, and food sets.

"Tell me, dear, do you actually think you belong here? In this mansion, with an Alpha like Lucas?" I lifted my chin, refusing to be intimidated. "I didn't ask to be here." "Of course you didn't." Her smile widened. "You're just a weak little Omega playing dress up, aren't you? A charity case who got lucky because Daddy's dying and Lucas needs political favors." The words hit like physical blows. I felt my face flush with humiliation and rage. "That's enough!" I snapped, but my voice came out shakier than I wanted. Seraphina laughed, the sound cruel and mocking. "Oh, she has claws. How adorable." She turned to Lucas. "Darling, surely you can't be serious about this. What is she compared to wh

“Where I come from… Omegas like me didn’t have it easy.” Cassian’s gaze sharpens. “How hard?” I pick at the edge of my plate, struggling for words. “We were the lowest. Always last. No one listened, no one cared. Weak Omegas were… used, sometimes worse. Even where I come from, some women were treated badly.” My voice trembles, but I force myself to go on. “Not like in the dream, not as much, but still. Too many suffered.” Elias leans back, eyes dark with thought. “Even in another world, history repeats itself.”