Omega Hierarchy Novels & Stories

Instead, she obediently follows me into the building and off to a small meeting room on the first floor. As soon as the door shuts behind the girl, I turn and ask, “Who are you and why are you working here?” I can tell she is an omega, which makes this whole thing even odder than before. It is so rare to see an omega, but a rogue one is extremely unlikely. Something must have happened. Something bad. The shaking in her hands slowly spreads across her whole body. However, she says nothing. She looks at me with pleading eyes, but I will not cave this time. I have to know what is going on with her.

Jia screams and starts crying. "Yeah, sure, children; they are your children's. And it doesn't matter how much I try or how much they try; no one can change this fact. But ask yourself, Jia, do you throw away your third child because she is Omega? Do you have any idea what would happen if she ended up in an orphanage or some horrible place? She is your own child, Jia, your own blood, but all you did was throw her away because she is Omega." Alex asks with his Alpha voice, which sends Jia spinning.

“Why do you still call yourself an omega? I mean, I know you were one, but I thought you’d have held yourself in high esteem after Sia made you his concubine but you don’t and I want to know why” I laugh subtly. “Becoming his concubine doesn’t elevate my status in anyway. I still see myself as an omega, because my duties and obligations are still that of an omega. When Sia was injured, I treated his wounds. That’s what an omega does Dogara. They humble themselves before all, serving in silence. They let themselves get walked over, kicked, beaten, humiliated, just to achieve a single goal”. “And what’s your goal Crinka?” “That’s the first time you’re calling me by name”.

* I demanded, but Nala simply closed her eyes, refusing to say more, leaving me entirely in the dark. I squeezed my eyes shut, rubbing my temples. I was an Omega. Omegas didn't have hidden magic. We didn't have secret sparks. We were the lowest tier of the supernatural hierarchy, meant to serve, to heal slightly faster than humans, and to bear children for stronger wolves. The only magic in our world belonged to the ancient Lycan bloodlines, like Silas's, or the rare, reclusive witch covens that lived in the deep marshes. Whatever this humming was, it had to be a delusion brought on by the stress of the impending trial.

“You don’t look like…” “I look like a human, right?” she asked. “I’m an Omega. We’re much…smaller. I’m sure it’s easy to mistake me for a human, so don’t worry about it.” An Omega. I stifled a gasp. It hadn’t been polite to ask, but I couldn’t help it. I knew the wolf society had a very strict pecking order when it came to their hierarchy. I knew Omegas were at the bottom of that hierarchy, but I had no idea they looked so…human.

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."

*ABO Universe* In a world in which there is a second gender where females and males are divided into three categories as alpha, beta and omega. The rankings also speak of superiority, power and dominance. Alphas are the highest in the hierarchy, then betas and at last, omegas. In some cases, omegas are considered weak and incapable of holding power. So things become tense in Kingdom Euthoria when the firstborn to the King and Queen turns out to be a female omega. It becomes a threat to the throne as the Queen doesn't conceive a second child. In history, no omega has succeeded the throne.

“For rejected trash?” “Not your business.” “Is when father judges.” Eyes flashed. “Why ditch your daughter for a killer? Traitor?” “Neither.” “Explain.” Demanded. “Murders. Rogue shelter. War on packs?” “No war.” “Haven’t you?” Gestured omegas. “Steal their control. Laws. Submission.” “Good.” Hard final. “Hierarchy rotten. Time to fix.” Laugh broke. Harsh. “You believe it.” Head shake. “One omega changes centuries?”

This little baby could be anything, and I hated the thought of it being robbed of all it's potential. On the hand, it could turn out to be an alpha. As an alpha it would then grow up to be a happy wolf with out a worry in it's life. But, Xavier views on omegas would surely be transferred onto him. Somehow that felt worse then if my kid was the omega. I wanted my kid to have the world, but more importantly, I wanted my kid to be good.

I'm an Omega. "But I'm an Omega"