Omega Mpreg Novels & Stories

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.”

“If Omega is pregnant without Alpha, then it's the same as going rogue. I can see clearly that you are not wanted by your Alpha. So accepting my offer to be Luna in the Rogue Pack will keep you safe.” My heart ached when the man in front of me told me that fact. Plus the fact that I just found out today. If it's true that I'm pregnant? Then what should I do without Theo? An Omega who already has a mate can't live alone without an Alpha, plus I'm pregnant. Why is there so much trouble in my life? My hand gently stroked my stomach, feeling a slight, hard bulge. I bit my lip softly because I couldn't hold back both happiness and sadness.

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 ** ]

I had no idea if the pups would be werewolves. I had lost all hope that final day, I was crying and such an emotional mess. Ready to give birth, and it was with Wayne where I found my home. I was so convinced when I arrived at the Moonlore pack I would be rejected, however Wayne took one look at me and offered me shelter. He was visibly shocked by the fact I was travelling so close to when I was due to give birth. I hadn’t seen a doctor. I had no idea if the pups were fine. Nothing. Despite how bad it might have looked for Wayne to accept me into his pack, he did.

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

“You are carrying a child.” The words settled into the room with quiet certainty. Rey did not react immediately because she already knew but hearing it spoken aloud gave the truth weight. “How far along?” she asked. “Just over a month,” Maren replied. “Perhaps a little more.” Rey nodded slowly. Exactly as expected. Maren’s expression shifted slightly. “Does the Alpha know?” “No.” “Will you tell him?” Rey stood, moving toward the window as she considered the question. Below, wolves moved across the courtyard, training in small groups. Karl stood among them, overseeing the exercises with his usual sharp attention.

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

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 ** ]

She licked her lips as if remembering the taste of it. Then, she resumed in her monologue, “There’s this funny and ridiculous rumor plaguing the whole South at the very same time Myrri got so nosy. It was said that one unwanted omega wolf would come and bring peace. Halting and stopping everyone from doing the very thing vampires love to do—chaos. And the only thing to know and differentiate her from the others is that she ain’t a future Luna. A onee-ofa kind banished omega.” She clasped her hand and chimed, “And you obviously aren’t a future Luna! Your mate is my handsome and annoying nephew!”

Or the bond- the mate pull weakened by me? But Meg had been no omega. She is a Sigma- a rare and powerful wolf who answered to no one, not even an alpha. When the truth was revealed, Soren had been humbled, his pride wounded. He had begged for her forgiveness but she had blocked him off. Even now, he could not contact her. “She’s in the training grounds,” Will said, breaking the silence. “With the gammas. She’s training with them.” I hate that he knows me so well.