Omega Complex Manga 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.”

Omega's are very jealous of their mates and they can do anything to make their mates happy and pleased with them. In rare cases, Omega's are wolves who are gifted with the power of divinity. They had the ability to see visions which gives them insights on a particular situation and grants them wisdom on how to overcome such challenges. I closed the book as I was amazed at how the lowest rank of the wolf kingdom could turn out to be very special. I dropped the book which was titled "Weird Truths about the rank - Omega" at the mystic section. I put the book back in the mystery section as I opened a book on war and began to read. I studied on the structures of the war and while wolves are going

Damian – POV I cursed for the umpteenth time as I slammed the phone down on my desk. "Fucking hell." Another one. Twenty. Twenty omegas. Gone. Vanished into thin fucking air. I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing like a caged animal behind my desk. My wolf was restless, pissed off and barely holding it together. The Alpha of Red Moon over in Europe had just confirmed it—twenty of his omegas had been reported missing. Quietly. Over the span of months. No one wanted to panic. No one wanted to admit it out loud.

But before the voice could answer— Another burst of power exploded from her body. This time it was strong enough to knock several wolves off their feet. The shockwave rippled through the clearing like thunder. Dust rose into the air as the entire pack stared at her in stunned silence. Even Damon looked shaken now. Kael stepped forward slowly, his silver eyes glowing with intensity as he studied her. “That,” he said quietly, “is not the power of an omega.” Aria’s chest rose and fell rapidly. Her mind was spinning.

Bianca was focused on the pictures. "I know some of these people. The men are my dad's warriors. I don't know who's with them, though. The girl in this picture is an omega from another pack. She's deaf and mute." Bianca couldn't believe what she was seeing, but she also didn't understand what it meant. Omar looked at her sadly.

I took a deep breath and went from staring at him to averting my eyes on the spot, so I walked away from the cart that was carrying cuesta for a moment and looking at an empty space nearby I sat right by his side. There I put my arms on my knees joining the palms in front once I get comfortable and raise my eyes to the sky to continue giving life to my answer. "Although I would like to say no, you know well that it must be so, we omegas were only created to be part of the absurd game of dominance between the wolves under their stupid selfishness and resentment against man... " I said as the pain and bitterness took possession of me and continued to say. "Having an omega is a luxury more than

Even Touya doesn't know that I'm an omega. He shook me back and forth, snapping me out of my thoughts. "What happened?" I stared at his face until it distorted into a blur and when I blinked, I felt the warm liquid trickling down me cheek, "I'm an omega." I said. Touya's POV "What? No you're not, you told me yourself, you said you were an alpha." I said, trying to snap him back to his senses. "B-back then, you really didn't like omegas so there was no way I could tell you that I was one." he sobbed, "I just didn't want you to hate me."

It is a picture of a bleeding wolf standing before a divine being. The moon goddess. “Hey, take a look at this,” I say, showing Sarah the picture. She perks up and takes the time to analyze the picture. “I told you we shouldn’t have given up,” she laughs, and I roll my eyes. “Yeah, I suppose you are right. but what could it mean?” I ask her, flipping through the pages. There isn’t any writing explaining what the picture means. "Well, judging from the color of the wolf’s blood, I would say that is an omega,” Sarah says, and I nod in agreement.

Chapter One The Omega Maid Being an omega was the worst that could happen to a wolf, so I thought, until I realized that being an adopted omega was a death sentence. "Iris!" My adoptive mother yelled. "Get the hell out of your room and take these linens to the maids' quarters! And hurry, they need them before the mating ceremony!" Six years ago I lost my parents to a car accident. The pack took pity on me despite being an omega and I was adopted by the Mitchell family. In my fifth year of staying with them, I was asked to serve as a maid to the Royal family. Today marked exactly one year.

I'm an omega I don't have the ability to hear far like other wolves So what exactly happened