Omega Personality Female の小説・ストーリー

"You're not allowed to move. We are not done talking." "Who said I was interested?" Elle didn't bother holding back this time. The woman had the audacity to touch her and even hold her back which pissed the hell out of Arielle. Arielle was an Omega and Omegas are known for their rough tactics, after all, they need to be cruel and harsh in order to survive alone.

The memories were there, always pushing me to reopen closed doors. But Mira had put me up to a healing process, something that grounded me and made me stay through to reality. “He’s a scumbag. Look away,” she hissed, pulling my arm a little. When we finally took our spot on the line, the murmurings became clear. “Weakass omega. What does she think she’s doing here?” Someone even knelt and made a mocking prayer to the moon goddess. “Please, take Calla and give us other Vales. She’s too weak and empty to carry the Vale legacy,”

I stepped back, understanding she wasn’t in the mood to play. “What are omegas?” She moved closer again, as if she needed the contact. “They’re the weakest wolves in the pack. They don’t have much use to us. Everything about them is weak.” She looked at me with curiosity. “And what makes you think I’m not one?” I laughed at her question. “Everyone here knows you’re not.” She stared at me, amazed and confused. “As a human, you’re already quite bossy and dominant. That won’t change in your wolf identity.” Her hands rested on my chest, and I held them.

Alpha Oliver cuts in immediately, this time switching his actions to a totally different one. I stared in confusion as he poured some eggs into my plate, beckoning me to take them. His masculine hands caressed my wrist and I suddenly felt a wave of electricity over me. Alpha Oliver was indeed a man of double personality, because why on earth does he switch characters in a matter of seconds? Why was he that way and why on earth do I feel this bolt of electricity whenever he touched me? "Shit!" I muttered inwardly, quickly withdrawing my hands from his grip.

There are many more leaves crunching. His hand is so cold, and his scent is odd. Those red eyes...and fangs. It takes a few moments before he relaxes, releasing my mouth as he peers up at me. "You are far from home, wolf. No screaming. Be a good girl. I am going to help you." Vesper growls, not trusting this male. 'Vampire.' "I was being chased by a...zombie." I admit. "I am an Omega. I will not fight you unless forced to defend myself. I just want to go home."

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?…

“There's no way an Omega can be that powerful.” Professor Vargan smiled faintly and folded his arm. “I can't tell you anything about them but the only thing you need to know is that they no longer exist.” That was enough to spike my attention, making me wonder what class of Omega I fell into. The professor continued by explaining everything about the Submissive Omegas who were the most common type of Omegas. He described them to be gentle, emotionally sensitive, and instinctively obedient to higher-ranking wolves. Their natural scent emits a calming effect that can pacify aggressive Alphas and Betas, making them ideal for maintaining harmony but also easy to exploit.

At that moment, all eyes were on her, and the tension in the air thickened. Every eye was glued to the intense drama unfolding between the three of them. Some even wished for a fierce fight between the two female wolves. Between Emily and Connie, the odds seemed uneven in the eyes of their friends from campus. They viewed Alpha Zack as an extraordinary and exceptional figure. It was surprising, then, that Zack would choose Emily, an Omega, over Connie, who was clearly held in high regard by many. Now, Connie felt devalued and humiliated by this situation.

Her body has already adjusted to the abuse. The Alpha checks the Omega’s scent glands, on the underside of her chin. She’s clean. She’s not marked. Victor realizes what he has on his hands. He clicks his teeth in disbelief. It’s a rare unmated, albino, female Omega. He could fetch a hundred million won on the market, easy. Victor quickly dresses the woman, pulling a black t-shirt over her, and a pair of plaid pants. Then he sits in the chair and waits. He looks at the Omega’s face, for two whole hours, as the black eye slowly fades.

Be with a wolf? 'Now your little brain is working finally!' She heard her subconscious. "Shh" she softly said. "Shh?" Ash asked looking around. "I'm an Omega, why would an Alpha find any interest in me?" "Omega is just a rank, you are your own wolf, and a very majestic one add that" he said.