Omega Omega Novels & Stories

He added. “ Oh!.” I exclaimed, almost forgetting I was Emily and also Khloe. “ I will be fine. I will go.” I added and stepped out of my seat, heading towards the maid. Only I don’t know where it is. “Can you lead the way, please?.” I told her the one differed from the five I had met earlier today, and it made me wonder how many omegas worked here. Omegas were the lowest of all packs. They were called the bottom of the bottom, and most lived on the outskirts of most kingdoms. Only the lucky ones get to work for other Wolves.

And as his wife, that meant that I would be his luna, and when we made everything official, both our packs would come together. "Massimo," I begin, realizing that there was something very important that he didn’t know about me. "Are you sure about all of this? I know that I was insistent that you go along with me, but there’s something you need to know." "Need to know?" He repeats, cocking a pierced brow. "And what might that be?" "I’m…" I respond, but stop as the sting of embarrassment hits me. "I’m an omega." "Omega?" He hisses, his eyes growing wide. "How is that even possible? You’re the daughter of a mighty alpha, and you're the daughter of an alpha. You’ve got the purest of blood out t

I picked out an outfit for Will as well, which consisted of black jeans and a burgundy T-shirt. At least one of the things I didn’t have to worry about was getting pregnant. I've been taking contraceptive injections for some time now to prevent that from happening. I did this because I'm an Omega. Omega’s are known to go into heat very easily, and I have been experiencing it ever since I came of age. We are also known to fall pregnant very easily, and our children are usually born with the genes of the mate with the highest rank. Sometimes it happened that the child was born an Omega. When that was the case, they weren't despised, they just didn't get as many perks as someone who had a highe

His voice came as a command, but I didn't say a word. "You marked her, Oliver. Now you must take her as your Luna and never mark another." He gave the final judgment and I watched my world attempt to crumble before me. I'm an Alpha under a curse already, and need a strong Luna beside me, how on earth should I settle for a weak omega as my Luna? My chest tightened in pain, and I felt waves of pain over my body. Sane tapped her feet on the floor in rage and began to run back to her pack. We both knew it was over. We both know the tradition.

Sinn looked at her questioningly, then turned behind her, looking in the mirror. “Holy crap!” She exclaimed, seeing now the complete mark on her body. “I’m going to kill that bastard!” She raged, turning around and touching the mark to see how far it reached. Anna laughed, loudly. “Don’t be ridiculous, it looks like the coolest tattoo, ever, I’ve never seen such a mark, never!” She flailed her arms as if trying to convince Sinn, how wonderful she looked. “Besides, I knew something wasn’t right about your origin, you couldn’t possibly be an omega.” Anna looked at her thoughtfully, with her hand on her chin.

omega. I stopped walking and froze on the spot, eyes glued to the paper. It wasn't alpha. Not beta. It was damn fucking omega. Everything disappeared in my eyesight. Even the paper went dark. The word 'omega' enlarged in my vision. O M E G A. The word rang in my head.

"Here's the truth—you can't increase your power significantly in two weeks. Your omega status puts you at a fundamental disadvantage that no amount of training can overcome." My heart sank. "So I'm doomed." "I didn't say that." His expression grew more serious. "Power isn't everything in the Hunting Competition. Strategy, preparation, and the right tools can level the playing field." "Tools?" "Weapons. Specifically, weapons designed to amplify an omega's natural abilities rather than compete with alpha strength." He pulled out his phone and showed me a picture. "Something like this—a silver-enhanced crossbow with specialized bolts. Light enough for you to handle, powerful enough to take down

“I don’t know where to start.” Dad sighs again and shakes his head. “Start from explaining what the hell this omega thing is.” I say gently. “In the werewolf world. There’s another type of hierarchy. Same with how with humans there’s hierarchy of class, where some are middle class and some are high class. Well In the werewolf world, an omega is the weakest and least desirable among them. The Alpha is the highest, followed by his Luna, his beta and then gamma. The omega is always last place.”

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?…

The symbols moved, rearranging into words,a prophecy written in fire: *When the moon is dark and fear is sown The scentless one will crack the stone No wolf, no pack, no home, no kin The lone omega walks alone within* *Power sleeps in fragile bones Waiting for the sacred tones When old mark meets living breath The spell will break, the bond will death* *Beware the one who should not be The key, the lock, the omega free When he wakes, all wolves will fall Mortality will claim them all* The words burned deep in Aeris’s mind.