Mha Omegaverse Novels & Stories

"But—"Malarias began. "Omegas have no Alpha," Paul interrupted. "I don't control them. They do what they want. It just so happens that they want what I want. I am their creator, after all. You always love the one who sires you … " Malarias grew quiet, and I grew even more hopeful.

It leaves me a little tired afterwards but walking this much on my own two feet really have me exhausted. She showed me where the activity room was but I doubt I'd ever go in there. I wouldn't know how to use anything. She also showed me where the laundry room and the Omegas quarters were for the ones who decided to live here. Other omega's got houses if they chose to leave the pack house and most did when they found their mate. She showed my where the pantry was and where Marie hid the best snacks for her. She told me I was more than welcome to have anything. If it was the last thing just let Marie know or Jessi, her second in command omega.

I had a terrible past. When I was 15, my aunt sent me to the Litha Moon Pack to be a slave. The Alpha there was cruel, often mistreating omegas like me. I was fortunate that at the time, when his desires called for omegas to satisfy his lust, I wasn't chosen.

Six years ago, when Adom got the results back from the doctors, he couldn't process what Omega said. His mom was an omega, and he loved her dearly, but he also saw how omegas still got treated in this society and how it was hard for them to find a good job. They even had to watch out for alphas when they were in heat, or they could be attacked.

He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was a Omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few exceptions to this rule like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for the most part, Omegas didn't get mates. The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough. Since I was a powerful Omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.

She yelled out in anger and the guy with her swallowed in fear due to her outburst. “Do you know what it means…. do you know what it means that those two possess the Fenris Force, do you?” She yelled asked and the guy and nodded a 'no' immediately. “ It means the rebirth of Omega mutants. It means those two are Omega mutants…it means, they are the strongest mutant in the whole universe and I can't let that happen” Madelyn fretted knocking off the vase positioned on top of the table beside her throne, making it shatter to pieces.

The drama unfolding in her front was quite funny, and she would have been so ashamed of herself if there was any other person in the room. "Hahahaha, your legs are so worn out that you can't even stand on your feet. Bella, who the hell must have fucked you so hard that you lost your balance?" Mrs. Manchor said, looking at Bella with her face filled with disgust. Bella watched her mother, who had borne her in her womb, insult her to her heart's content. Bella knew she was an omega, and that had been the reason why the whole pack hated her. Her not having a wolf in her made the hatred increase. They had found out that she was wolf-less on her eighteenth birthday, on the night of the full moon.

"But the Veyrith *blood*... that's a myth. They were a clan of Alphas so powerful the other packs hunted them to extinction centuries ago. Or so we thought." "And you think I'm one of them?" I laughed dryly. "I'm an omega, Kael. I was born with nothing. My mother died giving birth to me in a clinic, not a palace." "Omegas are often dormant Alphas," Kael said. "Suppressed by trauma or environment. If you have that blood..." "Then what?" "Then you're dangerous," Kael said. "And Darius knows it. That's why he's terrified." The heavy oak doors of the dining hall banged open, startling me.

Chapter 78: The Last Light ANYA’S POV A tall figure in the center of the attackers stepped forward with her hood thrown back. She was a woman older than Mara, with silver hair braided with black feathers and her eyes were completely white, no pupil and no iris. “Hand over the Moon Witch. And we will leave without further bloodshed,” she yelled. Mara spat blood and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “We don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Zeph’s stomach twisted further. With her arms crossed, Camille grinned as she watched Ryker come closer. "This is your lesson for attempting to get him back," she purred, cocking her head. Her voice dripping with hatred, she drew closer. "You will always be the cursed omega, regardless of how much power you have." You are so very wrong, Camille. Zeph wanted to respond, but the gag muffled everything. “Save whatever you want to say. You will need it soon enough.”