Ohma Zio Novels & Stories

He shrugged negligibly. My mouth dropped open as I watched in amazement. Was he not supposed to tell me I could achieve this? Was he not supposed to tell me just how strong I was like the rest of the nice people around? "I'm a strong wolf." I countered, "You're never going to say I'm weak anymore because I am a strong breed." "I know you to be an Omega. You're only chasing nothing but fool's gold." "It's no surprise you'd say this. It's too much to ask to behave sanely."

"So you are the infamous Kai, '' the female Beta said haughtily. Kai didn't have time for theatrics or delay for all he knew Delillah could be bleeding out or possibly dead. "Untie me and we are going to have a little chit chat about how famous I am," he said, steely, feeling anger pouring into his body, flowing into his bloodstream. How dare they hurt her. Osiris was pissed and when his wolf was pissed it was able to negate some of the effects of the silver if it was in his bloodstream in small doses . "Before you got yourself into this mess with Delilah here did you ever ask her why she is running away.

My head was still aching badly because I also hit my head hard but I couldn’t worry about myself,she was fighting for her life and it was all because of me. I wondered what sort of bad luck this was because it was like she was following me everywhere. First it was the embarrassing scene at school when I tried to help her,then the always eye contact and now this. I just hoped she would be okay and I also heard rumors that she was an omega which means she would have no family,no one for me to reach to. I would have to take this upon myself. I picked up my phone and Checked the time. I had to meet the rival pack as soon as possible.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was a Omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few exceptions to this rule like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for the most part, Omegas didn't get mates. The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough. Since I was a powerful Omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.

Zack felt unfocused, his mind too burdened by concerns for Emily. His care for her was not merely out of romantic love, but rather a deep sense of sympathy. He wanted to empathize with Emily, who had to face the stigma of being an omega in wolf-human society. In his mind, Zack battled against the injustices faced by Emily and other omegas. He felt angry and frustrated seeing how their status was often viewed as disgraceful by many. The desire to eliminate such discrimination stirred his heart, pushing him to think of ways to advocate for their rights.

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.

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.

She glares at me, hurling a pan that strikes my chest and makes me stoop. "Really, who do you think you are speaking to? I am your future Luna, so stop talking, you omega!" Her voice was heard clearly. As the weakest members of the pack, omegas are more prone to injury, fatigue, and weakened immune systems than warriors, deltas, gamma, or betas. Being called omega should not feel insulting because of what she is referring to, but because of what she is referring to, it hurt me. The pain in my chest felt like something had broken in that frying pan.

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.