Omega Pregnancy Novels & Stories

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

I held my stomach while recalling everything, how I had begun to feel dizzy a month ago but waved it off and thought it was due to stress and all the sobbing alpha Damien had put me through. I couldn’t believe during all the time he had beaten me up I was pregnant for him but she knew. I stood up and went in front of the mirror staring at myself. “Why couldn’t I feel any connection whatsoever with this child before it died?” I said to myself as I was so confused as to why it happened to me and mostly because I had never heard of a wolf mother not feeling the connection with her unborn child and that's when I remember…I was a weak omega, I couldn't help but fall to the ground.

AMELIA’s POV… My jaw dropped in shock at her words as I felt the tears start to stream down my cheeks. “Com…complicated pregnancy… and probably lose my womb?” I gasped at my own words as I wiped my tears. “You’ve got to be joking, right? This isn’t real. It…” “All the more reason you have to take care of yourself and stay away from whatever will stress you. I didn’t want to say this, but you’re an omega, a very… weak kind and you’re carrying something very powerful.” She told me and I nodded.

And my eyes are firmly on them. "If I didn't know better I'd think you were being creepy," Olivia mutters giving me an amused look, "Do you like my nipple?" "What? No!" I quickly reply, Olivia laughs, "It's just fascinating, I’m just wondering… how does it feel to be pregnant?" My hand moves to my own stomach. It’s flat and I know it’ll always be like that. I don’t think that’ll ever happen to me. Even if it’s true that I’m an omega, a recessive male omega is not very fertile.

All of the nauseatic effects had faded away, and my stomach hasn't felt heavy yet, this alone makes me think I'm a normal being, a human. "Have you forgotten the type of breed we are, Omegas are literally the strongest when it comes to carrying pregnancy." I think he must have forgotten. Omegas can do tedious tasks even at the seventh month of their pregnancy, meanwhile women of Alpha and Beta breeds can't do that. I know the human world would think it's risky, very risky for a pregnant woman to undergo tedious tasks but no matter what we do, we don't get hurt.

The omega had a frightened look on her face as if her best friend was in danger. "I am pregnant! " Betty shouted. The room was silent for a few seconds before it got chaotic again. Irish had finally jumped up and was hugging her best friend while Aaron patted Jack's shoulder with small 'congratulations!". Aaron didn't miss how the Irish placed her own hands on her flat belly as others congratulated the omega. The Alpha pulled Irish closer to him and Whispered ' soon ' In her ear making the omega go red, but his coffee scent got sweeter after that as she imagined herself round with Aaron's pup.

Aside from being unwanted by my parents and the whole pack, I was also an omega. Omegas are the lowest-ranking wolves, and we are usually bullied. Some of us didn't wolf out, and the others that did are simply low-borns. No one would really like to take an omega as a chosen mate. So it is usually an omega male wolf that takes an omega she wolf. That is why, if Mike really won't ask for my hand this time, then I'm done. This shitty expectation: who in Goddess' name made this cruel rule of ours? The saddest bit of it, if I have any right to be sad, is that all of this will happen on my birthday. As if it lost its meaning of being a joyful occasion since every birthday of mine, something cruel

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.