Omega Mpreg Novels & Stories

Everyone seems to be at peace, everyone except me. I look at myself in the big mirror in my room. I slowly take in the huge size of my stomach, which still looks so unfamiliar. I've been carrying for almost four months, but omega pregnancies are much quicker than normal werewolves'. Perks of being an omega, we are like the third sex; we are extremely fertile and suffer from regular heat, which is very painful unless we copulate. Our scent attracts other males. And we can give birth; being a male doesn't change that. Omega males like me can get pregnant.

The rest of the ride goes by in silence. What does my mate look like? Is he cute? Male omega. I have never met one, but I have heard about them. Back in high school, some students talked about male omegas and how male omegas were not normal. Tommy and I never really paid much attention to the conversation. However, it left us both curious. We never covered the topic of male omegas in school, so Jimmy and I went to the library a few times afterwards to look for books on them. Unfortunately, there weren’t many books, but we did find out that male omegas are very rare and they can get pregnant.

“He speaks the truth.” Her sudden outburst stops me. Lady Morwen glares at me. “If you want, I will get you an Omega. If that is what bothers you.” “The Regimes are after my throne. From the first day, this arrangement between us was a transaction. I will not be fooled. I will not be told who I may or may not fvck. Under my reign, my rule is supreme.” Under my system, the new system, Alphas mate with Alphas. I'll never risk the fragile chance that comes with birthing an Omega. Normally, an Omega is likely to birth an Alpha heir when mated with an Alpha, but the possibility of birthing an Omega can be possible.

He left and that was the last I ever saw of him. *Next day* I was spaced out, looking out the window, thinking about last night. He didn't even tell me his name, well I didn't tell him mine either but I would've, if he bothered to ask. "Tonigawa Academy, huh?" I sighed. "Are you planning on going there?" Daichi asked. "It's for Alphas only, remember?" I sighed again. "No, it isn't." He replied. "2 years ago, they started accepting omegas and betas, spilling some equality nonsense."

"Where are the omegas?" Maren signaled from down the corridor. Her scarred face was pale. "Here. North wing. I found them." --- The omega wing was a long room lined with cots. Seven omegas, all visibly pregnant, all wearing identical grey shifts. Their eyes were hollow. Their wrists were marked with injection sites. None of them spoke. None of them looked up when the team entered. Bastian had seen starving rogues. He had seen wolves chained and beaten and driven mad by silver poisoning. He had never seen anything as empty as these omegas' faces.

“You are not going anywhere so you might as well zip it before I do it for you” Maggie stares at me too frightened to move, I lean in, inhale her scent and run my canines over her neck. Knowing I was going to be mating and marking her sent me wild. I could do it now but I know she would fight. From what I had read about Pure Omegas is that they are far more powerful than regular Omegas, they nearly match an Alphas strength. I pick her up and press her against the wall, my knee splitting her thighs apart as she wrestled against me. I push my knee high up against her mound, holding her off the floor.

“So, we would like to offer you a place here in the states, as werewolves and lycan are not so different after all.” “That would be very kind of you,” Hazel replied meekly. “But…” The Luna interjected. “You are not part of our pack. Hence, you can only stay as an Omega,” she explained. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Hazel looked at her daughter's hazel eyes, and with a deep breath, she made the choice any mother would've made. “I accept the conditions,” she announced. After Hazel had been officially converted to an Omega by taking an oath and shaking her hand, which she'd cut a bit to draw out blood, with the Alpha, who had done the same. She went out clutching her baby.

She woke up in his bed with no memory of the night before. He was Dominic Blackwell — the most feared Alpha in Evermont, ruthless, cold, and devastatingly gorgeous. The one man her father would burn the world to destroy. And she had given him everything. Serena Ashford was supposed to become the next Alpha of the Bright Moon Pack. Instead, she was disowned, exiled, and carrying the enemy's baby — a baby he refused to believe was his. "I do not know who you are. Do not call this number again." One phone call. That was all it took for him to throw her away like she was nothing. But Serena was done being nothing. She scrubbed toilets to survive. She slept on floors. She gave birth alone

The drama unfolding in her front was quite funny, and she would have been so ashamed of herself if there was any other person in the room. "Hahahaha, your legs are so worn out that you can't even stand on your feet. Bella, who the hell must have fucked you so hard that you lost your balance?" Mrs. Manchor said, looking at Bella with her face filled with disgust. Bella watched her mother, who had borne her in her womb, insult her to her heart's content. Bella knew she was an omega, and that had been the reason why the whole pack hated her. Her not having a wolf in her made the hatred increase. They had found out that she was wolf-less on her eighteenth birthday, on the night of the full moon.

I could not help myself. “Why would I reject you? We are mates. Tell me why.” He demanded to know. “I am an omega. They say my mother was banished. I have been an omega for as long as I can remember.” I told him and felt shame wash over me as I twiddled with my fingers. He let out a low growl and caused me to recoil into the corner of the bed. “Victoria, I assure you that I will do nothing. Those who have harmed you in any way will be dealt with accordingly. Mark my words.” He said, leaning over to kiss my forehead.