Omega Camp Novels & Stories

“I don’t know where to start.” Dad sighs again and shakes his head. “Start from explaining what the hell this omega thing is.” I say gently. “In the werewolf world. There’s another type of hierarchy. Same with how with humans there’s hierarchy of class, where some are middle class and some are high class. Well In the werewolf world, an omega is the weakest and least desirable among them. The Alpha is the highest, followed by his Luna, his beta and then gamma. The omega is always last place.”

I don’t like the feeling I’m getting. Gamma Dave scoffed at my response, saying while drawing closer again, “You’re funny, Omega. How is it a long time? Okay fine, let’s say it happened a long time like you claim, but what about the current update?” He smirked, sliding both hands into his pocket. “That rumor is now the latest news in Wolf Fall. Omega being chased by the Alpha. They all think their Alpha is crazy about you.”

“But you’re not in this alone, no matter how much you think you are.” I looked at him then, really looked at him. There was no hesitation in his words, no doubt. Just the quiet, steady certainty that he meant every single thing he said. I hesitated before asking, “What does it even mean to be an omega?” Nolan was quiet for a moment, then leaned back, considering his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he started. “They have… a different energy than others. It’s not about strength or dominance—it’s about balance. Omegas connect to alphas in ways that no one else can. It’s instinctual.”

I asked again, growing impatient as he sat there fuming. "Something's really upsetting me," he finally replied. "Just spit it out!" I exclaimed. Jed took a deep breath. "There's an omega in the camp," he said. My wine glass nearly slipped from my hand. "What did you say?" I asked, stunned. Jed nodded. "Yes, an omega is in the camp." "That's impossible!" I said, feeling anger rising within me. "Omegas aren't allowed there." "I hate this omega," he spat. "I can see why you're angry now," I said, understanding his rage. His sudden entrance and fury made sense.

"Next stop. The Human Empire. Go give them a greeting. Tell them the Mother of All Wolves is bringing her family. To pay a visit." The campfire exploded a single massive spark. It shot straight into the sky, burst above the ice plains into countless fine, dense flecks of gold light. The grey wolf threw its head back and howled. A war howl. The seven Alphas raised their cups, simultaneously. The old Omega pressed her hand over her heart. Tears streamed down her face.

Kassandra's POV: First off let me tell you how I got to be an omega in my pack. It was one tragic night when I was 14 and I was at home with my parents, the alpha and luna of the Red river pack in texas. I had just got home from school and went to take a nap when I heard a noise from the living room. I went down to check it out and saw that three rogues had found their way into our house. Next thing I know my father was dead and my mother told me to run and that's what i did.

"Well that doesn't sound right to me. If one thing goes wrong we could drown" Hey I might be a wolf, but I won't entertain the idea of drowning! I can't even swim! Then why didn't I decline when Sia was like, "You don't know either so let's go back to the cabin and call it a night"? *You know, but you just don't want to admit it.* "We can work this thing out together", I say rather loudly, ignoring my subconscious. I haven't even talked to that bitch in a while. I guess being omega has its firsts.

Ash gasped with delight and Sara nodded with satisfaction. "Good. Sean, do you promise to take care of her when I can't?" Troy asked seriously and Sean swore to it. Ash whispered to the Luna,"He's a natural Alpha" "She's helping him feel the need to protect" Sara said as she nodded to Samantha. "That's why Omega's are so important. They can make a whole pack work together and make the Alpha stronger just by being there" Alpha explained. Ash nodded, understanding. Already she felt the pull to train harder and help her pack mates just so they could make sure that Samantha was safe and proud of her pack.

No clear answers emerged. The next morning, an omega from Pure Blood territory approached their camp. She was young. Maybe twenty. She moved nervously, looking over her shoulder. "Please," she whispered. "I need to talk to you." "What is your name?" Aria asked gently. "Vera. I am an omega here. And I want to leave." "Why?"

"If we had tried to assign these wolves to Council members, well, there really would be a werewolf-vampire war. So we released them from the pack, and only I know where they now roam. Only I know their numbers. And I'm not telling." "Alpha, you think yourself smarter than the Elders. But when we skin your wife and child before your eyes, you will tell us whatever we want to know!" I felt faint. They would do it because they are just that cold blooded. Paul narrowed his eyes. "It doesn't work like that. What will happen is that I become the wolf, and he will kill you or die trying. When I die there is no one to turn off the Omegas. Did I happen to mention that they are the ones I sent to Euro