Omega Nest の小説・ストーリー

We walked into the pack house hand in hand. Today, the pack house is unusually clean. I can only smell flowers and food, not sweat. There's no one inside of the house. Eaton walked us to the backyard again and I could already see the crowd. Everybody is waiting there. The hugeeee backyard is almost full with people. Not everyday that normal werewolves get invited into the pack house. I mean, it's so crowded that I think maybe it's the whole pack right here.

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.

JOSH POV Now, I have my first question. “Omegas?” I ask. Maddie smiles at me again. She begins to climb the stairs as she answers me, “Omega is a ranking within wolf shifter packs. It is the lowest rank of wolves. Most packs have an abundance of lower ranking wolves, omegas being the most prolific. They tend to be the worker bees. Landscapers, housekeepers, child care givers, teachers, nurses, and doctors; professions like that who are all about care and repetition, emotional empathy, encouragement and care. They have huge hearts, and it is in theirs’s and their wolves’ natures to be attentive and nurturing to the other pack members.

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?…

My wolves name was Victoria, she was a petite black wolf with a large white patch that covered most of her back. She greeted me coldly. We didn't get along much. "she didn't like being an omega." Like I enjoyed it either. I greet her back warmly but she only rolls her eyes. I ran through my favorite trail to the top of the cliff the hung out over a large lake being over flooded by a waterfall. I huff and fall to my stomach. Running didn't make me tired but I was exhausted. I watched the water cascaded down onto the rocks, staining them darker. I itched to jump off the cliff to go for a swim a twist in my stomach has me pausing. The hair on the back of my neck stand up and Victoria turned res

“No she doesn’t. She doesn’t belong here Nasia. Just take a look at her. She’s so under dressed and dirty!” I frown. I did shower this morning. “Mother, I’m just…” “Let me finish”, the queen ordered. “I did my research and my findings have proved that this runt here is an omega. The lowliest of lowlifes and you say she has equal right like we do? Have you forgotten what breed she is? Wolves are not tolerated here! The fact that she is still alive doesn’t man that she is in any way welcome. And shouldn’t you be punishing her instead of encouraging her to walk around like the slut she is and will forever be”.

And then there was the noise, everyone had to wake up to, but couldn’t come out to it, the wail was so loud it pierced through the walls of houses and woke up residents. He ran through the bushes, his muscular arm drenched in blood, he looked over his shoulder to check up on his chasers, and oh he couldn’t even live to look back ahead as his attacker threw a sharp sword ahead, already marking their target, the sword made of silver pierced him on his neck making sure to splatter a lot of blood. the others didn’t even need to transform to feed on him, he was already dead in a matter of seconds, he was supposed to be the strongest of them all, but he failed them, right from the time he became w

The omega sighed. As soon as they stepped into their apartment, Allie laid in her nest, bundled up in Nates clothes. The nest, for the most part, had been scaring away any nightmares or late night inner turmoil crises, but tonight was an apparent exception. She felt like she's on the verge of falling apart, and there's nothing that can be done to stop it except hoping that the Alphas scent will calm her.

Henry*** Dean’s voice sliced through the night, dripping with scorn. "The omega wants to play Alpha," he drawled, his smirk sharp enough to cut. The crowd of wolves parted around us, forming a wide circle. Their movements were almost synchronized, as if compelled by an unspoken force. Shadows flickered under the dim moonlight, their eyes glowing with a mixture of curiosity and dread. Whispers rippled through the ranks, barely audible over the low growls of those in wolf form. The tension was palpable, an electric charge in the air that seemed to grow with every breath.

He was an alpha, after all. I heard the jingling sounds of keys, and in my blurry vision, I saw the door opening. Joss tossed my bag inside and pushed me in, closing the door without wasting a second. "Don't come out. Go inside and make yourself a heat nest," he instructed from outside. (Heat Nest: Where the omega takes their mate's belongings and makes a comfortable place to spend the heat period. Their mate's scent coming from the belongings helps them to survive with less pain and with much comfort)