Omega Names Novels & Stories

To them I was just a pawn and since I was diagnosed as an omega, all of my future plans would have 'being sold' in common. That was pretty much the fate of omega borns like me. When you are born an omega, you have only two choices. Omegas could give birth to dominant alphas, be it Male or female. That's why we're wanted by the elites to carry out their legacy of alphas from their clan.

“She is worthy to be called a woman. Oh, and she isn't an Omega.” His words bit into my skin, numbing me for a millisecond. Never have I ever thought that he would use my status against me that it hurt like a bitch when he uttered those words. “So, you feel nothing for me because I am an omega? That doesn't change the fact that I am still the Alpha's daughter.” I said, wiping away my tears. “An Omega is the lowest ranked wolf. You, being the Alpha's daughter, change nothing. You're nothing and will always be nothing.” He spat.

The wolves were shifting around me, but I refused to look at them. Alpha Xavier was among them. I could smell him. I could feel his alpha aura raging and flickering angrily around me like a soldering fire. His anger was good though. He's kill me for sure, and by doing so the pup within me. It wouldn't be my fault. After all, I'm just a weak little omega against a fucking alpha. I shouldn't have even been able to get this far. "What the hell are you doing?"

He was either the beta leader, one of the omegas, or he had yet to acquire his Status. No one would really know their Status until the Blessing Ritual, one that happens in the Coming-of-Age Ceremony. The statuses are separated into three categories; alpha, beta, and omega. Alphas are the most likely wolves to be given by the goddess a considerable portion of her strength to defend against the vampires, the beta is the second while the omega almost got nothing from the goddess. They were considered ‘normal’ wolves and were the wolves that dominated the number of the pack. Aside from hoping to get an offensive type Blessing from the goddess, the omegas are merely humans that can shapeshift and

"A what?" He laughed. "An Omega man. He doesn't care about being seen by his peers as the toughest, smartest, most popular." "Like the typical alpha," she commented. "Exactly. Omega men have a resourcefulness and cunning to get the job done with their own skill. They are all things alpha and more." He swallowed some coffee. "When I left for the Marines, my father gave me a tiny pin to wear, the Greek Omega symbol. He told me to carry it into battle and use it as a guiding force in my life. It gave me strength without wearing my ego on my sleeve."

“I understand. Don't worry about me, I will be fine.” “The three packs need you. You're the Alpha and our Luna. You told us that you treated us like your family, and we're doing this because we treated you too as our leader.” Almera's words make my heart flutter. I didn't even know that I would experience this, I am an Omega, but when I went to the Red Moon Pack I discovered that I was in the Beta line. “Almera, you should stop worrying about Alpha Leah. She knew what she was gonna do. She won't be called an Alpha if she can't fight for her life.” Karen butted in. Almera rolled her eyes before she faced Karen.

"Apologies, I was just wondering why the Moon goddess bestowed an omega upon our Alpha." I swallowed and bowed my head in response. "Please, there's no need for that," Elder Thomas scolded them. "In addition to being Alpha's Luna, the moon goddess has given her something that other female werewolves do not possess." "Elder Thomas is right, Elder Samuel." Alpha approached us, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "From now on, she is no longer an Omega. There is no Omega stronger than me, and I believe you feel the same way." I couldn't fathom how he thought I was stronger than him.

One of them, a tall warrior with dark curls, steps forward and says softly, “Luna, these are for you. The pack wanted to thank you for being here… for existing.” My breath catches. “For existing?” He nods. “You are the first and only woman among us since the beginning of the punishment . The Goddess blessed us through you. You brought warmth where there was only duty.” Another omega steps closer, offering a simple string bracelet made from polished stones. “We made this together. It’s not much, but we wanted you to have something from us.” I stare at the gifts — the bright fruit, the fresh honey, the trembling sincerity in their hands — and I can’t speak for a long moment. “You didn’t have t

She glares at me, hurling a pan that strikes my chest and makes me stoop. "Really, who do you think you are speaking to? I am your future Luna, so stop talking, you omega!" Her voice was heard clearly. As the weakest members of the pack, omegas are more prone to injury, fatigue, and weakened immune systems than warriors, deltas, gamma, or betas. Being called omega should not feel insulting because of what she is referring to, but because of what she is referring to, it hurt me. The pain in my chest felt like something had broken in that frying pan.

' I so hate that word! I hate these ranks and statuses. Whoever came up with them must have been biased or kidding! Just because these people are a rank higher than me, they think that they have the liberty to beat me up and treat me as their slave? This is so bad and unacceptable. I hate all of them with every ounce of strength in me! I'm considered an Omega because everyone else's wolves have already shown up at around sixteen, seventeen and eighteen while I'm already twenty one years old and without a wolf. Her, ones wolf is supposed to show up before the age of eighteen where one will definitely meet his or her mate.