Ohma Zi O Novels & Stories

She knew that I was a little silly, and she was right. "Hey, Kira!" Zina waved at me from the other side of the room with a breezy smile on her face. Her action was on prime display, and my neck went tight as I clutched my mom's arm, trembling because omegas were everywhere. My mom shot me a glance from the corner of her eye, wanting to know who Zina was. When Zina moved toward us, the omegas were watching us, tilting their heads to the side and whispering among themselves.

My emotions were a mess but I didn’t want them to know that, especially not Tyrone. “They’ll probably tell you this at the hospital too, but I wanted to inform you in case you weren’t aware of it.” He paused and lowered his voice even though it was still loud enough for everyone to hear. “You’re Omega is underweight. With her heat so close it’s best to stick to a healthy balanced diet.” “Thank you,” Tyrone growled through clenched teeth. “Have a good night.” I watched from beneath my lashes as he walked to the ambulance and climbed in. A moment later they drove off and disappeared into the dark night.

Panic would only make things worse. "Oomph," my hypersensitive senses heard a voice. Unbidden, my head whipped towards the source. About ten yards away, where the fruit trees were planted, I saw a small figure on the ground. I took a few unsure steps forward, trying to see who it was. Braided golden brown hair caught the failing light of the sun. 'Of course,' I thought to myself 'it's the problematic omega.' Elizabeth Grey. The most peculiar omega I had ever seen. I leaned against a nearby tree, thankful for a distraction.

Eloise took the opportunity to tighten her grip on him, her presence gentle yet oppressive. "I warned you, Nigel… Omegas can be dangerous if they know how to use their pheromones. It's their only weapon."

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

Then, I placed my hand into his. His touch sent a sudden warmth through me. I had never felt anything like it before, almost like it awakened my whole body, like my heart was set on fire. My knees felt weak at every step but I couldn’t help it. Then, the whispers broke loose. “This is madness…” “She’s an omega!” “Impossible.” Zylia’s voice cut louder than them all. “This is madness, Alpha Aiden!” Her gown shimmered as she walked forward. She had fury written all over her face. “She is an omega. How can she be your fated mate?!”

Somehow, the two of them made their way to the dining table and were talking in a loud voice, laughing as they told their tales. “Where have you been all this year?” Liza whizzed, barely able to control herself as she laughed. Ariel was one of the most funny human beings she has ever met, or maybe because she was the only one that managed to relate to her. Liza was an omega, which means only a few people could actually relate to her freely, and she was happy Ariel had been added to the too-few list. “I would love to start and chat, but I have something to do.” Liza suddenly said, rising to her feet, and Ariel followed suit.

I said because true dawn had arrived. "Sheep, tell me what an omega is," I commanded sternly, standing tall with my arms crossed against my chest. "Omegas are domestics…"

“So how do you go from Alpha to Azian?” “There is Omega too,” I replied curtly. “Who’s Omega?” Omega’s green eyes came to play, my fingers touching a clear glass of water, and the humans watched in awe as Omega froze it into ice, the glass cracking, and then reversed the reaction, repairing the glass too, leaving them in awe, even Liam who seemed to be on offense a few chairs away. “Wow,” Gabrielle breathed out as Lilian lifted the glass inspecting it, “this definitely beats beast boy,” she chuckled but I didn’t really catch the joke.

A small voice says from behind me. I turn around to see a young woman with a tiny frame standing in the doorway. Her long black hair hanging over both shoulders, framing her face. "Who are you? I haven't seen you here before." "Sienna. I'm from Alpha Gregory's pack, or at least I used to be. I was an omega, just like you." "Oh okay. My name is Mark. Nice to meet you." I get up and walk towards her with my hand extended. She takes it, and clasps her other hand over mine.