Romans & histoires Omega Mpreg

my mouth prattles before I can stop it. "Why not?" he replies. His hands are gently sliding up my stomach, taking my top with them. I gulp at the feel of his fingers on my bare skin, struggling to focus on the question. "Because I'm an Omega," I reply. "You're also the one I chose," he says, pressing a kiss to my stomach, "and the one carrying the future Alpha." I look down at him as he caresses my near-flat tummy. Even though I'm already months into my pregnancy, I think people actually forget sometimes that I'm pregnant at all. Another benefit of being half witch.. I don't carry pregnancies like regular werewolf women.

I had asked grandfather for counsel too, and the old man agreed to my plan. So all was set. All that I needed to do was say the words. But for some reason, I was scared. I cleared my throat, ignoring the slight pang of fear slithering down my spine. "As you all know that as the Alpha, the woman who bears my kid, who shares the mate bond with me, will be the Luna. And as you are all also aware, Dahlia is the mother of my kids. And she is my mate. Which, automatically, makes her the Luna of the Pack."

I let myself understand what I already know. I am pregnant. I do not know who the father is. I am an unmated, rejected, curse-born Omega in a pack that already has more reasons than it needs to throw me away. I have approximately four weeks before anyone can see, four weeks to figure out the impossible. The moonlight comes through my window. I hold my hand in it. For a moment, just a moment, there is that warmth again. That shimmer. That feeling, impossible and specific of being recognized by something that does not care what this pack decided I was.

The mating ceremony was a dream come true for all the women and men in the pack, for all were given their desired mates. I am from the Crescent Moon Pack. They were one of the most prestigious packs in the city of Oceania. The crescent moon pack is highly respected throughout Oceania due to their terrifying strength and ability to take over their prey and predators with their ferocious attacks and techniques. They are currently the strongest and most-feared pack. No one dares to harm anyone from the crescent moon pack and gets away with it. They were well known in the whole of Oceania and also the most populated. Their manpower was significant and well distributed, which led to the very firs

According to the information she got from this lady's mind, she was to stab herself and make sure the sword reaches the baby in her womb as well. And after the baby's blood is shed, Maya would gain both Alpha's and the baby's powers. That could be true because.... wolves are so protective when it comes to their pups. Not only she-wolves, even male wolves would do anything for their babies and that's why either knowingly or unknowingly Alpha's powers would leave him to his baby's rescue.

A small voice says from behind me. I turn around to see a young woman with a tiny frame standing in the doorway. Her long black hair hanging over both shoulders, framing her face. "Who are you? I haven't seen you here before." "Sienna. I'm from Alpha Gregory's pack, or at least I used to be. I was an omega, just like you." "Oh okay. My name is Mark. Nice to meet you." I get up and walk towards her with my hand extended. She takes it, and clasps her other hand over mine.

When Jacob ran away, Alpha Marcus couldn’t choose another heir, and instead of having one of his illegitimates succeed him, Alpha Marcus revived the omega pregnancy program. All women who were omegas were groomed to become his women, and omegas who reached the age of eighteen were required to sleep with Alpha Marcus. It was the darkest era in the pack, where women were forced to mate with the Alpha and to bear him a child…without knowing that Alpha Marcus could no longer father a child. Several women from the omega class have died through suicide, and some were imprisoned in the dungeon after failing to become pregnant. Then, Amber McBride’s time to become one of the Alpha’s women has come,

“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.

Tears were almost running out of her eyes as she thought of her miserable life, forgetting where she was. She was just a wolfless Omega who still wished to go to college and become successful, even though she knew it wasn't possible because of her status in the pack. The money she makes from side jobs, her father still collects from her. She was still thinking about her life when she heard a voice call her name from behind.

The information she received was the kind that shook worlds and dropped jaws, and she had no idea to where even begin processing it. "How..." Her trembling lips moved, but that was all she could get out. "How else?" Belinda deadpanned. "My mother cheated on her husband, the then alpha of the Chicago Pack, and apparently with a sorcerer, having me. Really, how else would I have been born an omega? My supposed parents weren't exactly wolves of the lowest rank."