Omega Personality Novels & Stories

MC (sad): (mind) Am I so undesirable? Through the tears, you look down at your body. You have an Omega’s body, full and curvy. Your breasts are heavy and round, your hips wide so you can bear children. You have long hair and big, doe eyes. Although you are often pale and withdrawn, you don’t think you are ugly or unpleasant to the eyes. MC (angry): (mind) It’s all because I’m an omega. MC (angry): (mind) No one likes omegas!

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

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.

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.

He was determined to be a voice for them, even though the first step felt incredibly heavy. As an alpha, Zack felt a calling to take action to create a good, safe, and comfortable environment for all wolf-humans under his leadership. He began developing innovations to change the wolf society's structure, focusing on respecting each individual, regardless of their social status. In Zack's mind, there was no longer room for belittling or discriminating, especially against omegas.

"I still worry I'm not good enough for him. I mean he's a beta. I'm just an Omega." "Hey. Stop. You're not just an Omega. You're a werewolf. Your an amazing person. Status doesn't mean anything. Besides, Steven knows what your old status was and he doesn't care. Allie he is so over the moon about you. I wish you could see yourself the way he sees you. Every time he sees you, his eyes light up." "Really?" She asks, smiling slightly. "Really." I smile back at her. "Hey, you wanna go for a run tonight? I'll show you my secret spot. We can talk and relax under the moon. Maybe clear your mind?"

Charlie mumbled and I could hear the grinds turning as she tried to recall when they joined. "Let's just go with that," I said as my brain started to ache, "which is more then enough time to get used to this shit. Besides how nice could their old pack have been? An omega's purpose is to serve, it doesn't matter where you come from, that kind of existence is bound to be shitty. And, it's not exactly hard to be considered nice when next to our pack. We make Umbridge seem nice." "Umbridge?" "You know, the crazy cat lady from Harry Potter," I informed her.

As I attached it and gently stood, regaining my balance and making sure the prosthetic was secure before stepping forward toward my closet to pick out my clothes for the day. I should introduce myself. My name is Sadie Carlton, and I’m 20-years-old. I am an omega in SilverRock Pack. Being an omega means that I am basically a servant although I am treated much better than one would think with the connotation of the word servant. Omegas cook and clean and do a lot of the background work in order to keep the pack running, but we are not abused like slaves. We are fed, provided housing, and paid for our efforts. We don’t start laborious tasks until we are 16, so we can focus on schooling and our

Matt stated gently. Then the whole thing changed.... you see an omega's in warmth scent is so a lot better than a ordinary wolf's that it attracts any unmated male within a large radius. It makes them go crazy and if omegas don't seem to be cautious it can lead to rape and other attacks. Usually I take medicinal drug to supress it, but seeing that I wasn't expecting to be banished I did not have any with me here.