Ohma Zi O Novels & Stories

Her sincere smile almost made him melt. According to his colleagues, Emma Claire is an Omega. That must have explained why she looks so gorgeous. And noticing how Emma seems to be extra kind only to him, she must like him even for a tiny bit. Honestly to Zen, Emma is just exactly his type. Maybe his weird thoughts about the CEO must have been just his pent up desires to be in a relationship after being so single for so long. His last serious relationship was still when he was in high school for Pete's sake!

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

Today was my 18th birthday. It's a very exciting day for a wolf. Your wolf can recognize their mate. (Most of the time) In my case this won't happen since I still haven't shifted. Nobody in my pack knew expect for my mother and my younger brother. I was the family disgrace which is why I am the packs only omega.

My eyes widened and I backed away from me, he followed me with confused eyes. "No, no no no no!" I repeated while putting even more space between us. I tripped and scraped up my palms. "No! It's illegal to be with me are you stupid? I'm an Omega!" I stumbled to my feet and spun to run away from him. Tripping again his arm wound around my waist and he yanked me off the floor. I stared up at the sky with watery eyes.

The entire place had gone silent. I kept eating, acting like I couldn’t hear the storm building around me, but inside, I was fully alert. Zion finally leaned back in his chair and looked up at her. His face was unreadable. “And I chose not to answer,” he said simply. Theresa’s face darkened. “You’re ignoring me in front of her?" Zion raised one brow. “Did I say that?” “She’s an omega,” Theresa said again, like that alone explained everything. “She should know her place. Besides if she is sitting here, where should Quincy sit?"

I wore my thick skinned robe made from zebra skin to help me cover up the injuries on my back so they wouldn't be noticed. I saw Azria, Ora's mate, and Zima, another male omega, with working tools as they both strolled out of the chapel, obviously going to the field to toil until their bones broke. They were at the other side of the corridor, which was about Twenty-five feet away, discussing as they walked. " You simply have to try harder, she might not accept you now, but she eventually will someday, you're her mate, she won't be able to hold out for long", Zima said.

She seemed to be old, with the grey hair that crawled out of her right bun being exposed. The old female Omega turned to me, and she bowed her head respectfully, “I apologize, Lady Ziva for his disrespect. I’m the Head Omega, and he is a new Omega here. That should be the reason why he spoke to you that way.”

Ophelia’s POV: “Rhea Whitmore.” The name vibrated through the speakers. A part of me—the broken, deeply scarred part that still clawed at the walls of my mind—didn't recognize that name at all. That part was still hopelessly stuck in the bleak, terrifying past where I was just Ophelia. A helpless, recessive Omega tied down to the whims of the Vitale family.

While Alpha amd Luna are the strongest and the leaders of the pack, omegas are the weakest and lowest. Most omegas work as servants if they can shift, and if they can't, they are discard from their packs. Hazel told me that she was an omega before she bacame a Luna-mate to the alpha and a female leader- and that she had struggled with acceptance. Clearly her mate didn't reject her, so i assumed he would accept me as his son-in-law. The herb Hazel brought me has been helping me with the pain. It only lasts for a couple of hours but now it had stoped completely.

“What was that?” I was just as confused as he was. “It just, happened,” I muttered, still staring at my hand. Nika walked closer. “You shouldn't be surprised about what happened. That is only the tip of what you can do,” she said. Zach and I both looked at her, wondering what she was talking about. “Although I have never seen anything like this before, I can tell you are not an ordinary omega,” she continued. “This is beyond the powers of an omega.”