Omega Female Personality Novels & Stories

“She’s clever. Manipulative. And clearly skilled at playing the victim.” Alexander looked at me then, really looked. “She’s an omega. You, of all people, should understand what that means.” “Oh, don’t you dare,” I spat, a bitter laugh leaving my lips. “Don’t you dare try to guilt me into coddling your mistress under the excuse of her being an omega. I was born into a family of strong wolves—remember that? But no one ever protected me. You think I got here because someone handed me their chair? I was born and raised to be your wife, that’s all I ever know. I have to be powerful on my own despite having a family behind me.”

I continued, stepping closer to her, "I will grow. I will go from the girl who didn't believe in her own potential, to a woman who chooses herself. Over and over again. No matter who I have to break to get it." The silence that followed was different. Maris slowly stood up to her full height. She looked at me, really looked at me, as if seeing the true shape of my wolf for the very first time. "An underrated omega," she murmured, tasting the words. "A dangerous creature indeed. The world never expects the ones they ignore to be the ones who hold the matches."

"Fear is often capable of paralyzing us, and yet you didn't let it consume you. That's a brave thing to do, because even though you exposed yourself, you saved me. You could have run scared anywhere, and you did not. The rogues could have killed me if you hadn't decided to leave your fear behind and run to Teacher Conie. That's what made the difference, and it's something I won't forget either, Snow." They bought the lie, my she-wolf said smugly. I was actually relieved that they assumed that my being paralyzed at the sight of rogues was something reliable because I was an Omega. It was good, but at the same time, it was humiliating that they thought that way about Omegas. Omegas might be at

"I'm not strong enough, not important enough. Of course she'd want someone like Marcus. He's a Beta. He's confident and popular and—" "Hey, that's not true." I inject just enough conviction into my voice. "You're worth ten of Marcus Chen. But if Desi can't see that, if she's playing games behind your back..." Otto's hands are shaking as he stares at the photos. His wolf is probably howling inside his chest, wounded and furious. Omegas feel everything more intensely—it's what makes them valuable and what makes them vulnerable. Right now, his emotional pain is feeding his wolf's protective instincts, twisting hurt into rage.

My face explodes with pain and stars dance across my vision. "How dare you," she hisses, and I can see her wolf flickering in her eyes. Gold bleeding into the brown.... I can tell she is a beta rogue from the her aura that is pushing out—dominant, aggressive, and suffocating. "You pathetic little omega. You think you can waltz in here dressed like a cheap whore and get away with slapping me?" I open my mouth to respond, but she's not done.

Since Lena was an Omega, I decided to get weird truths concerning Omegas. After researching for some time, I found out that Omegas tend to find true love at their tender age, they had the ability to transform into a beta but it could only be done when an Omega had killed a Beta. Omega's are soft hearted wolves who allows their emotions and words to sway them. They can be very gentle but do not poke their emotions because they can turned out to be worst than a beast. Omega's are very jealous of their mates and they can do anything to make their mates happy and pleased with them.

She smiles, "Yes, mate. So why would you run from your mate? Do you plan on rejecting me?" "No. I didn't want to be rejected." She looks at me for a second, then to her beta and then back to me. "Why would I reject my mate?" She asks. "Well because you are an Alpha and I am scum." A flash of pitty crosses her eyes. "You think you're scum because you are a rogue?" I nod. "I used to be an omega too. That's why I am scum. I'm not worth anything other than being a slave." She looks at her beta again and he shrugs.

The day was supposed to be the happiest day of her life turned into a worst one for her when she shifted into a beautiful wolf yet the power radiating from it screamed one thing. Omega. She was an omega, a weak wolf. Her whole family turned against her the very day, they all were of higher ranks, her father was an alpha while her mother a beta and it was expected from both siblings to turn into either an alpha or beta but after she shifted as an omega, all the love and attention from her parents turned void.

The little quirks of what I am weren't very prominent or happened very often when I didn't have a mate. I've never felt the feelings that I feel now which pull them from me involuntarily. And now that I have a mate, the embarrassing sounds have been happening more and more often. I wonder what he thinks of me? I wonder if it bothers him that I'm a class 3 Delta warrior. A class 3 Delta warrior isn't just a ranking, it's actually who I am or what I am I should say. Omega's are the lowest, they're the weakest, smallest, and they have very feminine features. They are also all submissives. They can get pregnant, but they cannot get anyone pregnant.

Another she-wolf giggled as the both of them snickered when I went past them. A decade swiftly flew by, and my sixteenth birthday is now coming up. That is why, even though I hate it, I become more desperate to stay. I still want to see Khalid and his mate, Jessica, be the leaders of this pack. I know they would be great, even greater than Alpha Fredrick and Luna Kathrina, my parents.. "Duh. Of course he won't pick her! Lexie is a much better fit for an omega than her." And here, I thought they were done talking about me. Not having the energy to escalate things, I just rolled my eyes at them. They just glared back.