Omega Complex Manga Novels & Stories

The next morning, Matilda woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She had tossed and turned all night, haunted by nightmares of her parent's death. As she got dressed, she tried to push the memories out of her mind and focus on the day ahead, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find two omegas standing in front of her. One was a tall, thin blonde named Felicia, and the other was a short, plump redhead named Emily. Matilda recognized them as two of the pack's other omegas.

Be with a wolf? 'Now your little brain is working finally!' She heard her subconscious. "Shh" she softly said. "Shh?" Ash asked looking around. "I'm an Omega, why would an Alpha find any interest in me?" "Omega is just a rank, you are your own wolf, and a very majestic one add that" he said.

The memories were there, always pushing me to reopen closed doors. But Mira had put me up to a healing process, something that grounded me and made me stay through to reality. “He’s a scumbag. Look away,” she hissed, pulling my arm a little. When we finally took our spot on the line, the murmurings became clear. “Weakass omega. What does she think she’s doing here?” Someone even knelt and made a mocking prayer to the moon goddess. “Please, take Calla and give us other Vales. She’s too weak and empty to carry the Vale legacy,”

I knew she had the answers I was looking for so much. "Stella," she said, her voice echoing through space. "You are more than just a human. You are an Omega, a special creature with a crucial role beyond the border." My heart accelerated even more when I heard these words. I felt the weight of responsibility on my shoulders and, at the same time, a sense of excitement and being able to grow inside me. I knew my life was about to change forever. The enigmatic figure continued to speak, revealing the hidden history of the beyond the border and the role of the Omegas. She explained that Omegas were rare and precious beings, endowed with a deep connection with nature and the ability to bring bal

“She sounds like a great mother.” “She was,” I hesitated, then added, “Then there was my first mate.” “What happened?” “I don’t know,” I admitted. The pack blamed me for his death. He said I was cursed and it was my fault. Because I was an omega with no wolf. They turned on me, and I had no choice but to run.” Vixxen’s hands clenched into fists. “That’s not how a pack should treat one of their own.” He met my gaze; his tone became soft. “You didn’t deserve that.”

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

Zara mind your business. I heard the omega scream again and receive another blow from the warrior and could not take it anymore. I quickly opened the door and ran to the back of Anders' tent. When I got there, I saw the omega lying with her back on the ground. The top of her gown had been torn in two, leaving her chest bare. The warrior had one breast in his mouth while his hand squeezed the other. Without second thoughts, I held him by his shoulder and flung him off her body, causing him to fall to the ground.

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.

“I did not sign the papers.” “I know.” “How,” I asked. “You are not invisible,” he replied. My head spun. “Are you here to finish it?” “No.” “Then why,” I asked. He studied me for a moment. “Because I was curious.” “Curious about what?” I whispered. “How an omega survived what should have killed her.” I tried to laugh. “Congratulations. I am still dying.” He stood and lifted me easily into his arms. I protested weakly. “Put me down.”

My wolf, Keno, let out a low whine inside my mind, his control starting to crumble. > "Fuck!. T-they’re trapping us with their pheromones," Keno snarled, panic lacing his voice. I looked up at them through blurry eyes, and even through the haze clouding my vision, I could see the smug smirks playing on their lips. "Let us control you, baby," one of them purred, and the words sent a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with fear. I couldn’t stop myself from reaching up to grip the back of my neck as heat flooded the area the telltale sign that my Omega instincts were being pulled under by their Alpha pheromones.