Omega Collar Novels & Stories

You both did well to conceive me, so congratulations. “…Do you know why Raven got Sorahiko a bracelet instead of a necklace?”. He asks out of nowhere. “No, I don’t. Why?”. “It’s a saying from my time…the time right after the omega slavery act was abolished…”. His smile brightens. “It says that anything on an omega’s neck belongs to their alpha…”. His grip on my shoulder turns firm. “Whether it be a necklace, a collar…or a bond mark”. Something in my chest tightens. Weird.

But he's no gonzo inventor–he's Maurice Hart, head of Research and Development for Neuroworks, a trillion-dollar tech titan. Now this human is sitting in front of me, claiming he’s invented a collar–a fucking collar–that will stop a wolf from shifting. It allegedly works by disrupting electrical impulses in the brain. He’s explaining all this to me very excitedly, so pleased with himself. Maurice hands me the silver collar. It doesn’t look like a totally janky piece of shit, unfortunately. It’s smooth and cold and looks legit. “Let’s take it for a test drive,” I say.

“I was the one who made the suggestion for us to have some fun while I’m staying with you.” “Doesn’t matter.” Alex lowered his head and licked the side of my neck, making me moan. “You are going to be courted.” “No,” I gasped. “You don’t have to. I…” I trailed off, words deserting me when his lips moved lower. He placed a kiss on the crook of my neck and then raised his head to look at me again. It gave me some time to get my mind back on track. “If an alpha courts an omega it means that he’s interested in making her part of his pack,” I said.

Emily stood tall, gazing at Zack with courage. "What's wrong with being an omega? Don't bring social strata into this," she said firmly. She wanted to assert that despite their differences in social status, they were both wolves. Her statement reflected her bravery in addressing an often-taboo issue. Emily sought to demonstrate that her identity did not define her worth and that she would not let stereotypes influence her view of herself or Zack. Her bold and straightforward demeanor momentarily silenced Zack, making him realize that Emily wasn't just talking about herself but also challenging the norms around them. Emily's assertiveness marked an important moment in their interaction, addin

(an omega curse) Athena I blinked rapidly unable to fathom what was before me. The girl that responded to me earlier left my side as soon as a hefty-looking man approached me. His chest was bare. The only clothing on him was the hide of a leopard around his waist, such that a flimsy view of his muscular lap was exposed. The beards on his face were so much that his mouth was almost invisible.

____ A long time later Ax looked at himself in the mirror again, taking a deep breath. The omega's torso is wrapped in wine-red fabric, a beautiful chino-collar shirt glued to each stretch of skin, his hair tied up in a tight, high bun with a pretty arrangement leaving each hair in place, high-waisted pants and dark fabric like most of the ones she wears, reaching just below her chest, with two rows of silver buttons on each side, a pretty bow around the Chinese collar accessorized with a pair of short heeled boots, and earrings, small and subtle. Ax turned and looked from all possible angles, happy with the result.

Walter nodded appreciatively. “So this world of yours works just like wolves hierarchy? A pack, an Alpha and... Do you have omegas?” Walter had no idea people like him existed in their own individual worlds, neither did he know anything about how things worked there. But he had a special liking to wolf animals and knew all about them. He was surprised to hear shifters followed the same pattern as the wolf animals. “There are omegas.” Olive walked back to sit beside Wayne. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead.

"And they don't make these things in my skin tone, so it makes it fairly obvious what I am. I don't go out much anyway." Every unpaired omega wore a bite collar. They were usually made with Kevlar or reinforced with metal mesh, but they prevented unwanted pairings. Any alpha in rut would send an omega into heat, and that always led to sex. Usually violent sex. The law was iffy about calling it rape, but the collars prevented the omegas from bonding with their attackers.

I felt a drop of something fall on my exposed shoulder. I touched it and saw what it was; slobber. As I looked up I saw the red colored collar that was around the wolf that was still in its cage. The tag for this behemoth said Eyolf which was Lucky Wolf in Norwegian. If I survived this Elijah and I would have a long talk about his definition of “dogs.” As Connor made another lunged for me I felt my wolf claw her way to the surface. I complied as I felt my skin crawl and my nails extend to claws.

When I finally stepped out, I was a little bit calm. It took all my being not to have had sex with him earlier, since in the car when his pheromones were being released, my wolf almost took over but I barely managed to control it. Because I knew if I let it take over then it would be a disaster, I can't believe he has never had his heat. I wonder why though, because I know Omegas experienced their first heat immediately when they turn 17 and I could guess he's above that age already, so why did he say he experienced it before.