My Mate Is An Omega Novels & Stories

Nouria's life couldn't get any worse being born as an human. But when the man she loves betrays her and sends her off to the sold, she ends up in the castle and begins to experience true hell. She tries to keep a low profile and survive until she gets a chance to escape but unexpectedly, sparks fly and not with one male. Two powerful domineering males who rule the kingdom and hates her kind with a burning passion. What’s worse, their hearts belong to another woman

What was wrong with my mate that my father wanted to talk about her with me? "Nothing really, it's just that...she's...she's different." "Different. What do you mean she's different dad?" And that was when I realized what he was talking about. My mate is an Omega human. She can't turn into a werewolf, although she's she should be considered as a werewolf after staying with the werewolves but still, she is a human. I scoffed and continued, "Oh, you mean because she's not a werewolf, or she is a human being who is staying here in our territory ?"

I wasn't going to open my mouth and remind him I existed. He started pacing and I could see the conflict on his face. Then he stopped and looked at me again with so much anger that I flinched back immediately. "An omega." He said it like it was the most disgusting thing he'd ever heard in his life. "My mate is an omega." My heart stopped. Mate? He just said mate. I swear I heard him.

“Did you not realize that your mother was an Omega? So was your grandmother.” “What? No she wasn’t. Mom was very strong.” “Your mother was an Omega. She was strong because I personally trained her, but she was still an Omega.” “Oh.” “Yeah. It’s actually pretty common for an Alpha to have an Omega mate. A lot of Lunas, both male, and female are Omegas.” “Why?”

I knew that was the only way out for my friend. He had come to me after I had found my mate, saying he was interested in me, and not only that, he said he was willing to do anything to make me his. He had once told me that before I found my mate, but I kept my hopes high for my mate, and it turned out that he is an omega, which is not yet to be proved by my theory. I knew if I were to go with the fact of the tattoo, then I would say he is someone strong, but seeing that he has nothing special makes it hard. It wasn't something I'm proud of to know that my mate is an omega, but there is nothing I can do about it.

“Omegas can have a mate… for mates. But a true mate would truly only give her the best satisfaction. I heard that they were used for breeding. They are more powerful than werewolves… or Lycans.” He stopped. “Are you sure about that information?” “Yes,” She said. “Then, my brother must protect her at all costs. If she’s an omega it only means that she’s prone to more dangers if they found out about it.” “You are right.” She turned to him and started to unbutton his shirt. “I don’t think your mother will approve of her anyway. She’s hard to please…” She sighed. “She just needs to be strong,” he whispered. “But first, he must win her heart.” he scooped her face and kissed her nose. “My brother…

If there was anyone that could give me the elderly advice needed at this point, it was my father. "I have a mate" I felt his body tense a bit and he held my shoulders up to look at me. "You have a mate?" He asked, a look of disbelief on his face. "Yes Father" "Who?" Swallowing up every sense of fear, I knew I had to do this. "The Omega" My father had a look of shock on his face. "Catherine.." "Yes, faFatherCatherine the omega is my mate" I revealed to him.

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.

It made his words surprising; he’d never spoken to me before now. Alpha Devon Cross, my mate, my love, my everything. In high school he was the one all the girls crushed on. He was the one that all the she-wolves dreamed to have as their mate. Someone like me though, an Omega, wasn’t good enough for an Alpha like him. I thought I’d be lucky if a kind, lower status wolf was my mate. I was so wrong.

I replied, avoiding eye contact with him. “Why didn’t you just shif—oh, I see. You’re an omega,” he guessed. “I guess you’ve figured me out. Are you going to start beating me too? Are you abusing me like the rest of the people in my life, calling me worthless?” I said it silently, but the expression on his face confirmed that he heard everything I said. “You’re going to die if we don’t do something about your injuries,” he said, standing up and pacing around the room.