Omega Mpreg Novels & Stories

These pups were Omega children and what irked me was that I could see whose son the one on the left was… As werewolves, we couldn't get a woman pregnant unless we marked her. That was the case for all wolves but Omega women, who could get pregnant regardless… In the past Omegas were literally sex slaves and a means to grow the werewolf race. After all, we were killed pretty often.

He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was a Omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few exceptions to this rule like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for the most part, Omegas didn't get mates. The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough. Since I was a powerful Omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.

I would always hear whispers from the pack members of how cursed I was by causing my mother's death and denying my father the chance to have his mate and a real heir a man of his status deserves. The Moon Goddess had marked me as defective from the start. I couldn’t shift. In the world of shifters where strength is determined with war, claws, teeth and bones, I am seen as an anomaly. A weak spineless Omega who has one of the strongest alphas for a father. And to worsen it all, a latent. Tonight, preparations are in full swing for the Moon Goddess’s ball. Silver lights are being hung and all the tables are decorated in flowers and velvet satin tablecloths. I take note of how beautiful the gra

“It won’t be forever.” I shook my head. “No, it won’t be.” I looked at them. “My father’s pack will resurface, and we’ll all join them. You will get a house, a job, and for the love of the goddess. A fair wage.” I looked at Alannah and Ternen. “There are no rules about omega pregnancy. There won’t be repercussions for asking for a new position.” I turned back to the land. “And you can watch your children grow up safe and sound after the war is over.” Shelly gasped. “War?”

Flexing his hips, he rocked Sawyer’s butt closer and harder, their bodies flush, clicking into place like one big puzzle piece. Sawyer’s moans quickly turned incoherent as his heat completely overwhelmed him, burning wildly, throughout his entire body. It was the most basic and primal of instincts, for an Alpha to mate and breed with an omega. The omegas were the submissive ones, some male omegas were blessed with female reproductive systems, just like Sawyer’s. The pure male omegas had a testosterone influx and couldn’t breed or be mated with an Alpha but omegas with the female reproductive systems as well. This caste rule made such omegas with reproductive systems a hot commodity and why t

‘ Yes my love i won't be long ‘ I then shut off the link to investigate what's going on . Stepping through the trees my eyes go wide . What the fuck is going on in this pack , i think to myself . Haggen stands next to me and hands me a book. It's old and looks like it's ready to fall apart, much like this building . “ What in the goddesses name is going on here? '' I managed to say through my clenched jaw . “ From what I can tell it's all the omega’s , they are classed as slaves . Many have children born from rape . The one over there with the baby . That's the warrior's younger sister . Orion she's only just turned sixteen “ He runs his hand through his hair , the look on his face must mirr

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate . Chapter 51: a fear to be caged . Regina flipped through the pages of the newspaper in growing horror. She had never slept with a teacher to get good grades. She hadn’t even known, until puberty that she was an omega. She didn’t know anything about werewolves existing until her mother told her. She grew up living in the human world until they went back to werewolf territories and her mother married her stinking step father.

The words landed heavy, her whole world suddenly stilling for a second. She was pregnant. “Good, thank you,” she heard Alaric say to the doctor. “You may leave now.” She heard the door click shut again, Alaric speaking up the second they were alone again. “You heard him. You’re pregnant. You’re carrying my heir. The heir to the Storm pack.” “Let’s talk again during dinner about the changes that’ll be taking place now,” he continued. “For now, I need to inform my mother and make necessary preparations. I’ll see you later then.”

he teared up again. [ ** Author’s Note: This is a mpreg aka male pregnancy story. Male werewolves have the ability to carry offsprings of their own. Details about their biology have been described in MY DRAGON MATE. However, not knowing about it will not hamper the flow of this story ** ]

It was easier that way. Because whenever I had too much time to think, my thoughts always returned to the one thing I had spent years trying to hide. In this world, people are divided into three secondary genders. Alphas hold the highest status, gifted with natural strength and powerful suppressing pheromones. Betas make up most of the population. They have no pheromones and remain unaffected by Heats or Ruts. Then there are Omegas, the group society considers physically weakest, the ones who are often looked down upon and discriminated against.