Omega Pregnancy Novels & Stories

At seventeen, I weighed more than every other average teenager in my school and my own pack as a whole. Yes, I was the only plus-sized wolf in all of Bluecoven’s pack and even worse, I was an Omega. The lowest in the hierarchy. A pushover of a species that is the one and only embodiment of weakness. In my world, Omegas were almost non-existent and the few that did were seen as some sort of game for the high-rank wolves to catch and boost their egos.

asked Chris and his mother sighed helplessly. “Due to people’s greed for power and wanting a strong line of lineage, they were all being forced to breed countlessly till they died. Gammas were not wanted as much as Omegas since that 0.01% could disrupt the ideal genes they wanted. It’s been thousands of years since and I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse but unfortunately, no more heavy-seed Omegas were being born till this day,” his mother answered solemnly before moving on immediately, not wanting to drown in negative thoughts.

“I’ve never heard of it happening before!” Alisa insisted, obviously unconvinced of Roberta’s theory. But when she looked at Carrie, bringing her nose up and sniffing, her face contorted in an unreadable frown. Pregnant Omegas have a significant smell to them. Carrie knew this after all the training she got from her mother. Oftentimes, the pregnant Omega wouldn’t smell of it, but some, especially those who had already birthed a pup, could sense it a week or two after the impregnation.

Isadora Dawson was the first Omega to go against all the odds and the old traditions, and managed to score at the top of her high school year class and was rewarded with an acceptance into the Werewolf Academy. Omegas were no more than a pack's servant, usually serving the Alpha and Beta families, though some were treated no better than slaves. An Omega rarely found their fated mate; instead, they were either claimed by an Alpha or sent to the Omega Breeding Centre. The Omega Breeding Centre is just that. As Omegas were the lowest of werewolf ranks and as they were the closest to being human, they were able to conceive more frequently than an Alpha, Beta or Gamma female, and they were the on

"Where are the omegas?" Maren signaled from down the corridor. Her scarred face was pale. "Here. North wing. I found them." --- The omega wing was a long room lined with cots. Seven omegas, all visibly pregnant, all wearing identical grey shifts. Their eyes were hollow. Their wrists were marked with injection sites. None of them spoke. None of them looked up when the team entered. Bastian had seen starving rogues. He had seen wolves chained and beaten and driven mad by silver poisoning. He had never seen anything as empty as these omegas' faces.

“We found out that she never registered you at the omega center when you were born.” I frowned at him. “What does that mean?” “Every omega born needs to be registered at the omega center. It’s for them to keep track of omegas to make sure that they aren’t being abused or anything.” “So they don’t have a record of me?” Val shook his head. “We want to register you at the omega center…we want to register as a pack.” “A pack?” “We are pack.” “We are.” His smiled widened. “A family.” “Yes.”

He roused himself from his slumber. When he turned to peer at the source of the voice, he saw Letitia kneeling in the doorway with a pale expression on her face. It appeared as though some sort of machine had been operating inside of his cranium when it suddenly blew up. Almost as quickly as he could, he made his way over to Letitia's side and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you? Does your stomach hurt?" The most vulnerable time for an omega is when they are giving delivery.

I look at the adjoining cell and see the couple there. In the dream the Omega had been pregnant, but male omegas don’t get pregnant in reality. This causes me to question how much was real and how much was my drug addled brain. I am certain the daily shot is a form of drugs that mess with my mind. My wolf is so weak that she can’t wake up and help fight them off.

Within minutes, she arranged an online consultation with a gynecologist from another pack As soon as the doctor heard about the omega pregnancy, immediately ordered multiple scans, blood tests, hormone monitoring, and high-risk pregnancy evaluations. By the time the consultation ended, Bella and I were staring at the long list in silence. My fingers tightened around the paper. “We have a list of tests now,” I whispered anxiously. “But how are we supposed to get them done here, Bella?”

I immediately saw Yuri sound asleep. "So what's happened to him," I asked Max as I approached Yuri's bed and sat down next to my brother. "I think he was so exhausted these past few weeks so he couldn't take it until he fainted," he answered me "How about the baby?" I asked him worriedly "Don't worry the baby is healthy and by the way, Yuri was 3 weeks pregnant" Max answered me and I immediately touched my brother's tummy. "Be strong baby" I said while caressing Yuri's tummy. "Max, how many months do omega males carry the baby in their womb?" I asked Max "Babies of omega males develop faster in the womb than beta and female omega but male omega is riskier in pregnancy so I told Yuri to resi