My Omega Queen Wattpad Novels & Stories

Everyone in this pack treated me like the Spawn of a murderer, viewing me with pure disgust. A sudden, terrifying wave of anxiety crashed into my chest. Could I actually be his Queen? Goldcrest was the royal capital. The most powerful Alphas and Lunas in the world resided there. Could the royal court ever accept a male Omega as their Queen? An Omega whose wolf was cursed, sealed away, and completely incapable of shifting?If I went with him, I wouldn't just be facing Catherine and Kane—I would be facing the judgment of the entire Lycan kingdom.

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

She continued softly, “you and I both know she hasn’t been the same. If there’s even a chance… we have to let her go.” “But…” “She won’t be a slave forever, not our daughter.” Her voice quivered but her gaze never wavered. “She will be what she chooses to be. She always has been.” I sat motionless in the entrance, my heart still spinning, still struggling to believe what had happened earlier today. Kade King, the Alpha Prince, heir to the Wolf Empire had come here. To me. To the Ghetto. The media was already ablaze with an headline that reads . “Will an Omega be our next Luna Queen?”

“If you want to nag, you should go back now. I just want to see the men I treated.” She lowered her head, “Okay Luna.” “Will you treat everyone like that because of Hazel?” My wolf stretched, as she pressed against my skin. I hissed quietly, “Please, not now.” “A Luna is the mother of her pack.” I was going to scream if I heard the word, Luna, one more time. “Please, stop.” Silence eventually settled over me. Rela walked slowly behind me, her shoulders dropping. The guards kept their distance but we're close enough to protect me in case anything went wrong.

At first, I rarely complained or chastised her as she hasn't found her mate yet; so far she doesn’t allow incapable disgusting werewolves have their way with her. She had complied with whatever I ordered her to do until months back when I found out she started to have sexual affairs with some male gammas —an act so disgusting, I strongly warned her against it's repetition. When I shoved open the door, the sight confirmed it. Freya, tangled in her silk bedsheets, night robe undone, and beneath her — an Omega. A godsdamned Omega. “Thor?” my name escaped her quivering lips immediately she sensed my presence. Disgust carved into my features as I turned away, swallowing my fury. Of all the reckle

Witnesses prepared to swear they saw the pregnant omega meeting with enemy agents. “The trap springs soon,” Rowan murmured. “When the king discovers his beloved omega has been plotting treason while swollen with his bastard, the humiliation will be exquisite. Stripped before the court. Collared. Banished to die in the cursed forest.” Rowan’s eyes gleamed with dark ambition. “And I will be the one to comfort the grieving king.”

I agreed, feeling even angrier. "Why?" "She's not what I have waited this long for, Knox." My jaw locked "She's weak... An omega." The word 'omega' genuinely irritated me right then. "Ah..." he whispered, looking surprised by that new piece of information. "I waited years for the moon goddess to give me a queen worthy of ruling beside me," I said coldly, unable to hide my disgust. "Instead, she gave me an omega." A quiet moment passed between us, before Knox spoke.

That’s the worst part—it's like they want me to suffer for something that wasn't even my fault to begin with. I just turned eighteen for Christ sake! I wasn't the one that rejected him, he was the one that rejected me. Why?! Why!? Because I'm apparently, I'm not Luna material. Spoiler alert, I've been omega all my life. How can an omega from birth suddenly be Luna material? Define Luna material! “She’s not even that pretty.” Another girl says and I hear Elara's faint chuckle. “She’s… sweet, I guess," she says, "but the Alpha needs power. Not some soft-hearted little Omega.”

When the strike came, she dodged it, and cornered him. Then, suddenly, her claws flared. It wasn't the usual claw, not the type to be hidden. It came out blazing molten silver, big enough for the smallest pup to see from the upper level. The warrior staggered back, shock evident on his face. Then, the little Omega rose, her shoulders rising with her, eyes glowing violet. The crowd erupted in shock. Some were amazed, while others wallowed in unbelief. “Impossible! That's not happening!” Cael hissed in shock also.