Omega Dynamic 3 Novels & Stories

"Why my office? You have your own office." "Yes but the way they get scared when you catch them in here is hilarious." I laugh and sit down at my desk throwing the banana peel in the trash and taking a bite. "Any word on the omega who escaped?" "Darrik has a lead on him. It'll be so good to finally finish this. I hate leaving things unfinished. Plus that little runt came after me. He'll get what he deserves coming after an Alpha like that." "I wanna be there when you torture him."

"Apologies, I was just wondering why the Moon goddess bestowed an omega upon our Alpha." I swallowed and bowed my head in response. "Please, there's no need for that," Elder Thomas scolded them. "In addition to being Alpha's Luna, the moon goddess has given her something that other female werewolves do not possess." "Elder Thomas is right, Elder Samuel." Alpha approached us, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "From now on, she is no longer an Omega. There is no Omega stronger than me, and I believe you feel the same way." I couldn't fathom how he thought I was stronger than him.

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

Menroe stammered, his fear palpable. Steele hummed in response before reaching for Menroe's neck, choking him without a hint of remorse. Hunter turned his attention to Freya, carefully cradling her delicate hands within his own. One of his large hands enveloped both of hers. "She's an omega, which means she lacks the healing abilities of other wolves. Her body takes three times longer to heal than that of an ordinary wolf. Are you aware of this, Beta?" Hunter inquired, tilting his head in Will's direction.

“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.”

he adds and I shake my head no. "Because being an omega is equal to being our third mate, and you should be able to connect to us now," he says, making my eyes go wild, I'll be connected to them.

She couldn't refuse when the alpha suggested they should start training their inner wolves with other she-wolves. "We can just lie about it," Odessa implied with a callous tone. "Whatever happens, don't shift," Gwen nodded with a sigh and soon, their trainer Miss Onyx arrived and for the first time, Gwen and Odessa finally met the legendary Omega. She was gorgeous and looked exquisite. She didn't appear to be 27 but 23. She had a mocha with a touch of caramel skin, vibrant mossy-green eyes, full lips, a cute button nose, and her hair was chestnut brown. Her presence was intimidating.

“What was she?” “True Omega,” Adrian looks at his hands, as if ashamed by this fact. “Kenneth and the other higher-ups breed our true Omegas until they’re in their thirties – forcing them to have one pup after the other. It creates a wolf that’s somewhere in-between, neither Omega nor Alpha, but strong warriors. I’ve been training since I was ten.” I feel a little wave of nausea myself. After spending nearly two weeks with Mountain Fire, I’ve grown complacent, started to believe that all wolves living in packs are fairly decent, despite the fact that my mate keeps telling me they're not.

She begins to climb the stairs as she answers me, “Omega is a ranking within wolf shifter packs. It is the lowest rank of wolves. Most packs have an abundance of lower ranking wolves, omegas being the most prolific. They tend to be the worker bees. Landscapers, housekeepers, child care givers, teachers, nurses, and doctors; professions like that who are all about care and repetition, emotional empathy, encouragement and care. They have huge hearts, and it is in theirs’s and their wolves’ natures to be attentive and nurturing to the other pack members. “Omegas are the backbone of most packs, creating most of our workforce. They thrive on being needed and they really do love their work. But th

I’m currently sitting in my dad’s office hugging my dad. “Thank you, my sweetheart. I really needed that,” he sighs. You see, I am an Omega. Not the lowest of the pack that you normally hear about, but the kind who has a very special ability. I can calm people with just my presence, but it’s more effective if I am in close proximity to them. When I was brought to my parents, my omega waves were crazy strong. They still are, but back then, they started a war.