Omega Mu Novels & Stories

Chapter 1 “I’m only telling you this, because life can do terrible things,” - Terrible Things by Mayday Parade An Omega is the lowest ranking in a Werewolf pack. ‘O’ is the last alphabet in the Greek Alphabet, so that makes Omega the lowest ranking. I am the Omega/Slave of the Broken Shadows pack. I don’t know why I got this position but they said that it was because I was ugly and unexpected. I don’t know if it’s true because I don’t think I am ugly. I think that I am just average. Being an Omega isn’t easy. The beating when you do something wrong. The words that they say to you get lodged in your brain and don’t want to come out and the bruises.

Two held me while their little leader took out her fury on me. They left me bleeding in the corner as they laughed and walked away and, although I knew I could have taken one of them, I also knew I couldn’t take all three. I was an omega. It basically meant I was unranked. I didn’t have the strength their ranks gave them. I would also instantly be in the wrong if I so much as lifted my hand to defend myself.

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You wouldn’t believe what happened next! Alpha Genesis’ POV: “You’re going right?” My beta asked me, staring. “I’m not sure it’s appropriate, Dickson.” I said. About 2 weeks ago I had gotten an email saying I was invited to an omegas birthday party. I didn’t think it was appropriate to go to someone’s birthday party that was in my pack unless I actually knew them. I definitely did not know this one. Also, everyone would expect me to go to their birthday parties if I show up to hers. Wouldn’t they?…

With my mind focused solely on trying to not only save this girl, but to heal her as fast as possible, Wyatt softly chimes, “Tammy. The girl’s name is Tammy.” *** Alpha Marcus POV What is all the commotion earlier? So, what if an omega is injured. That is just one less useless werewolf in the world. Omegas aren’t good for anything. They are the most useless being the Moon Goddess has ever created. I still can’t believe she would create should a being. I’m sure she wasn’t feeling well the day she created the first omega. Why else would she have created such a bad mistake? There is no reason to have omegas.

Even if it means that he has to go to his painfully long sessions with his doctor. An Omega is one of three classifications of humans today. Alpha, Beta, and Omega. The lowest of the hierarchy and the kind of people who belong in the one percent of the whole world population. The kind who experiences what they call “Heat”. Heat is like menstruation to normal Beta women—an indication of full body maturation for pregnancy.

I wail in my head. I never even knew that there was anything like the Silver blue moon pack, but I guess it came in handy. “But it is here. I am an omega” I articulate with ten little boldness left in me with my voice almost shaking. His gaze pins on me unshakingly. Stung at him makes me want more.

Ronan took the first bite without shame. Calliope watched them fondly. “You two worry too much.” Silas’s smile faltered. “We just… want this to work.” Her expression softened. “It will. But the right woman for an Alpha–Omega triad isn’t simple to find. She has to carry pieces of both your souls. She has to be strong enough for Ronan’s fire and tender enough for your emotional depth. rare combination.” Ronan looked away. The truth was heavy. “We’ve met dozens of candidates. None of them sparked anything.”

I asked, turning to look at him. Rodney placed his right hand over his head. He kept his eyes closed. “No.” “Then why won’t you claim me?” I asked softly. He opened his green eyes. “You know why.” For as long as I could remember, Rodney was obsessed with finding the Moon Omega. A Moon Omega is born once in a hundred years and is blessed by the moon goddess herself. Moon Omegas are powerful. Any alpha who mates with one becomes very powerful. Rodney was obsessed with power and would do anything to find the Moon Omega.