My Omega Queen Novels & Stories

Another she-wolf giggled as the both of them snickered when I went past them. A decade swiftly flew by, and my sixteenth birthday is now coming up. That is why, even though I hate it, I become more desperate to stay. I still want to see Khalid and his mate, Jessica, be the leaders of this pack. I know they would be great, even greater than Alpha Fredrick and Luna Kathrina, my parents.. "Duh. Of course he won't pick her! Lexie is a much better fit for an omega than her." And here, I thought they were done talking about me. Not having the energy to escalate things, I just rolled my eyes at them. They just glared back.

I stepped out of the room and walked a bit closer to the kitchen where I heard whispers from the maids. “I can't believe she can be so scheming.” One of the maids spat out the words with disgust. I stood by a corner close to the kitchen and peeped, so I could hear what they were saying clearly. “She's an Omega of the pack and she was once a maid like us and now she's the mate of the Alphas. She must have done something to climb her way to where she is now.” Another maid added. I knew the pack members would never accept me as the mate to the Alphas. I was aware am an Omega and as one, I wasn't accepted among other pack members.

the alpha persisted, “no one is going to accept an omega as the Luna Queen, especially when she’s so rude and…” I slammed my hands on the table, cutting him off abruptly. They weren’t talking about Axel—they were talking about me, and I had to defend myself. “I don’t think you’re in a position to tell me what to do, Alpha…” I trailed off, struggling to recall his name. “Whatever your name is. This is my choice. I have decided she will be my Luna Queen—the one who will bear my heir.” “Your Highness,” Alpha Inki interjected, his tone heavy with condescension, “surely you understand that making an omega the Luna Queen could weaken the kingdom. It would leave us—”

I forced myself to look into his eyes and asked my voice hollow And what are these terms? Arguing with him was a waste of time, it was better to accept this. This was my chance to enjoy luxury, I had suffered, abused and kick around by my step mother and step sister. Going back wasn't an option. Besides no one would know that the Alpha's mate was an Omega. If this was the way the moon goddess was going to answer my prayer then so be it. His voice was void of warmth and was so informal as if we were talking about some routine business deal and he leaned back in his chair again.

The wax seal looked new, though it was a hundred years old. "What is it?" I asked. "The oOmegaAccords", Elena said as she unrolled the old paper. "Written when Queen Astrid the wise ruled, the last omega queen". "Last". I stepped closer, looking at the faded words. "What happened to her?" She ruled for 37 years. She stopped the pack war and made trade deals we still use." Elena pointed at the writing. "But she had an alpha husband. King Marcus the Bold." My heart jumped. "Marcus?"

With body curves like a Spanish guitar, smooth, and flawless skin made everyone's eyes drift away instantly. They have a strong and alluring pheromone that can increase the lust of any Alpha who smells it. Their bright and sparkling irises always look so beautiful. So, that when looking into their eyes for a period of time just once, you will not be able to take your eyes off. The graceful and gentle demeanor of a queen really reflects that Omega from the Benson family is indeed a royal descendant. That's what Serry Benson has; Omega from Addy Durant. ***** “Woah… woah… Addy, you just got home from work?” said the middle-aged woman with a face that seemed to mock Alpha.

Axe saw the firm step and also as he touched with his right hand, the area between the shoulder and neck of the left arm, the omega grimaced and frowned. Axe looked at the tea in his hands and the cup of the queen, who was conversing with the beta. Carefully Axe took the cup from Karina and sniffed the rim, calling Igna, the she-wolf opened her eyes and raised her head as she sniffed. The omega put the cup back and looked over his shoulder, as the queen took something in her hands and put it in a pocket before returning to him.

Soon, all the Omegas were in place, and Jake stepped aside with his Luna, leaving me in charge. I briefly glanced at his Luna and scowled. If anything, she was plain with a long hooked nose. Her red hair was too bright, and her frame was rather manly in her ugly green dress. However, she stood out from the other she-wolves, who mostly had black or blonde hair. Shaking off the thoughts, I focused on the task and walked to the back of the line. I almost choked on my breath at the pheromone oozing off the first omega at the back. It was horrid, disgusting and clearly marked her status as a lowly servant.

I had imagined that my life as the Luna of the Renoir Pack would be nothing but misery. "It's so strange," I said. "What do you mean?" the maid asked, curious for an explanation. "Even though I'm now the Luna, I still have Omega blood. Why does everyone here treat me like I'm a Queen or something?" With a nonchalant expression, the maid replied, "You are indeed the Queen of all Lunas, my Luna." "Do you really think they can accept an Omega as their Queen?" I questioned. "I'm not sure why you're thinking that way, Luna. But everyone here should treat you with the utmost respect. Not only because you're the Queen, but also because the Alpha King has ordered us to do so."

She was addictive, she had me wanting more and more of her. “I wish you would accept her as the queen during the bonding ceremony, though” Alf whined. “Don't say that again, please. You don't know that she is of no use to us? She is weak, and her status is far behind, so how can such a person become the queen?” I argued with Alf. Everyone knows that being an Omega is already a defect for anyone, and as such, they are not so relevant In the wolf's society because of their low status.