Little Omega Novels & Stories

“You don’t look like…” “I look like a human, right?” she asked. “I’m an Omega. We’re much…smaller. I’m sure it’s easy to mistake me for a human, so don’t worry about it.” An Omega. I stifled a gasp. It hadn’t been polite to ask, but I couldn’t help it. I knew the wolf society had a very strict pecking order when it came to their hierarchy. I knew Omegas were at the bottom of that hierarchy, but I had no idea they looked so…human.

Today was my 18th birthday. It's a very exciting day for a wolf. Your wolf can recognize their mate. (Most of the time) In my case this won't happen since I still haven't shifted. Nobody in my pack knew expect for my mother and my younger brother. I was the family disgrace which is why I am the packs only omega.

' I so hate that word! I hate these ranks and statuses. Whoever came up with them must have been biased or kidding! Just because these people are a rank higher than me, they think that they have the liberty to beat me up and treat me as their slave? This is so bad and unacceptable. I hate all of them with every ounce of strength in me! I'm considered an Omega because everyone else's wolves have already shown up at around sixteen, seventeen and eighteen while I'm already twenty one years old and without a wolf. Her, ones wolf is supposed to show up before the age of eighteen where one will definitely meet his or her mate.

Kassandra's POV: First off let me tell you how I got to be an omega in my pack. It was one tragic night when I was 14 and I was at home with my parents, the alpha and luna of the Red river pack in texas. I had just got home from school and went to take a nap when I heard a noise from the living room. I went down to check it out and saw that three rogues had found their way into our house. Next thing I know my father was dead and my mother told me to run and that's what i did.

"Please... Please...!!!" The innocent Omega happened to be Alexandra Valerie, a 18 year old young lady who lost her parents at a very tender age; she was demoted to the rank of Omega since the demise of her parent as she was seen as the weak link of the pack. Alpha Gordons, the leader of the pack did not tolerate weak wolves and made sure all the members of the pack, male and female gender, gets trained on defensive mechanisms to use in case of unexpected wars.

He leaves the room and I let out the breath that I've been holding and wipe the sweat from my forehead. "Don't worry Theo, we will all work our hardest tonight to make sure nothing goes wrong," comes the small voice of Emily the smallest Omega I have ever met she's 17, 5ft tall, and cute as a button She's a lovely girl, too skinny though but that's what happens when you're not treated properly and goddess knows no Omega get treated well here.

I will replace her, even though I won't be a permanent member of the Red Moon pack, but you will be a big slap to her! "Aren't you just an omega? Shouldn't you be serving us?" She whispered to me when it was time for us to fight. We were about to enter the training ground when he spoke. I felt angry. What kind of person is she to belittle an omega like me? "Oops!! Sorry, I didn't mean to be vulgar. We found out you were an omega in Nightwalker. They just adopted you, didn't they? That means you don't have a family or even a pack."

My head was still aching badly because I also hit my head hard but I couldn’t worry about myself,she was fighting for her life and it was all because of me. I wondered what sort of bad luck this was because it was like she was following me everywhere. First it was the embarrassing scene at school when I tried to help her,then the always eye contact and now this. I just hoped she would be okay and I also heard rumors that she was an omega which means she would have no family,no one for me to reach to. I would have to take this upon myself. I picked up my phone and Checked the time. I had to meet the rival pack as soon as possible.

Breathe slightly, I don’t know if I’m just mimicking, but sadness seems to pass through his eyes. "Okay, you will know all about what you're asking." He adjusted his seat, also looked away before starting to speak. "Let start about the werewolf packs or ranks in their kingdom." I saw his Adam's apple wave several times before continuing his speech. "Omegas, it was the lowest rank in the werewolf pack kingdom. They are the one that's only responsible in doing work around. They also known as the servants, in human world, they are the one we considered as maids." I just stared at him as he spoke, several times or secretly shook my head because what was on my mind was every part of his face.

“Kneel.” The command was abrupt, spoken on a faint condescending whisper. Liora instantly sank to the floor. Cursed with an Omega designation from birth, her wolf seemingly had no will to resist the tauntings of her trainer, Nerissa. It was a daily routine: Nerissa would drag her before the other female omegas and use her as an example as to how they should behave- with complete and unquestioning obedience. Liora was the only one of her kind in Pack Arcadia. All the other omegas were assigned their designation at age 12. All except her. She was born an omega.