My Omega Queen Novels & Stories

I whispered, my hands shaking uncontrollably. "You did," Kael said. He stepped closer, inspecting my face. "Your eyes... they were glowing." "Glowing?" "Gold," Kael said. "Pure gold." He looked back at the road where Thorne had knelt. "That was an Alpha Command," Kael said. "You forced an Alpha to kneel with a thought." "I'm an omega," I said, panic rising in my throat. "That's impossible." Kael looked at me, and this time, there was no doubt in his eyes. Only awe. "No," he said. "You're not an omega." He took my hand, his grip tight. "You're a Queen.”

“A very old one. From before your pack even existed.” Aria stared at him. “A prophecy about me?” “About your bloodline,” Damien corrected. “But yes. It leads to you.” He came closer, gaze intense but steady. “It says an Omega Queen will rise from a bloodline believed to be weak. Hidden. Suppressed. But capable of restoring balance—or destroying it.” Aria felt the world tilt. Omega Queen. Hidden power. Suppressed wolf. “That can’t be me,” Aria whispered. “My wolf is barely awake.”

-Maybe it may be that our queen did it- a wolf said from behind and several looked at him. -We have all seen his power- another mentioned -You heard him, he said he could control other wolves- -Then the queen has betrayed us,- another muttered. Hades got up to shush them when a small cub stepped in front of him and screamed at the top of his lungs. -The queen is good- a silence fell in the room and some recognized it, it was that puppy that she had saved and the first time they had seen the power of the omega be used. -The queen is good,- the puppy sobbed.

“Are Omegas that pompous now? Have you forgotten what omegas are meant for? Get on your knees right now before I teach you a lesson for defying me, slut.” I flinch at the man’s words. The Omega in me almost bowed my head and carried out the order. But I’m not here as an Omega. I’m here as the future Alpha Queen of all the werewolves. I'm here as Rex's mate and Luna. If I continue to let people walk all over me, they will never respect me. They will think I'm not qualified to stand side by side with Rex. To be his equal. And Rex can not always be there to save me. Just like I’m alone in this situation.

She begins to climb the stairs as she answers me, “Omega is a ranking within wolf shifter packs. It is the lowest rank of wolves. Most packs have an abundance of lower ranking wolves, omegas being the most prolific. They tend to be the worker bees. Landscapers, housekeepers, child care givers, teachers, nurses, and doctors; professions like that who are all about care and repetition, emotional empathy, encouragement and care. They have huge hearts, and it is in theirs’s and their wolves’ natures to be attentive and nurturing to the other pack members. “Omegas are the backbone of most packs, creating most of our workforce. They thrive on being needed and they really do love their work. But th

This is the largest pack in the whole world, and seeing this many Weres eating together is amazing. Three petite omegas begin to serve myself and the twins. I feel disappointed that they have their heads so low. I pray my mates do not overwork or abuse omegas. The very thought has Eve and I becoming protective. "Afternoon, Ladies, I am Queen Amelia. Can I please get your names," I say with what I hope is a pleasant smile. The redhead lets her eyes flick to mine. "Im Mia, my Queen. And this is Stephanie and Liz," she supplies, gesturing towards the two brunettes.

I ask. He draws his hand across my cheek. “You’re the glowing light of the sun, and I was like the moon, trying to cover you up during an eclipse, but your fire shows through. You’re everything I’m not, light to my darkness, fire to my black ice. You’re a queen, you just don’t have a kingdom yet, except for me. I’ll build you one. Just wait. I’ll build you a whole temple of worshippers. All you have to do is consent to me. Be my little Omega.”

“No she doesn’t. She doesn’t belong here Nasia. Just take a look at her. She’s so under dressed and dirty!” I frown. I did shower this morning. “Mother, I’m just…” “Let me finish”, the queen ordered. “I did my research and my findings have proved that this runt here is an omega. The lowliest of lowlifes and you say she has equal right like we do? Have you forgotten what breed she is? Wolves are not tolerated here! The fact that she is still alive doesn’t man that she is in any way welcome. And shouldn’t you be punishing her instead of encouraging her to walk around like the slut she is and will forever be”.

This led the moon goddess to rain down her wrath upon her people, and after a hundred years of drought and famine in the five Kingdoms, the moon goddess — Cessi, listened to the prayers of her people and gave each Kingdom an Omega. An Omega is a rare and special creation with distinct features of a crescent moon on their forehead. The people were advised to treat the Omegas as embodiments of the moon goddess herself and once in a year an anniversary is held in the name of the moon goddess, whereby the Omegas are to dance traditionally to glorify her name.

A raw, elemental, unquestionable claim. Rhea gasped, her body arching into his. She felt her connection to Ash, to Zane, to Kai, to Blaze, a powerful, shielding armor that was being forged in the flame of his claim. She felt their power, merged, their strength, their love. She was no longer just Rhea. She was Rhea Mooncrest, the Omega of four fated alphas. She was their queen. Ash drew back, his lips smeared with her blood. He gazed at her, his eyes blazing with a wild, possessive victory. "She is marked. She is claimed. She is ours. And anyone who tries to touch her… will incur the wrath of a fated Alpha."