Omega Pregnancy Novels & Stories

"Even with a fat contract on the horizon?" "That's the only reason he'd do it. And let me guess. The Omega Team has been hired to do the vetting, in the person of one Owen Cormier." He gave her his almost grin again. "I knew from the minute I met you what a sharp lady I had."

"Wait, I see one heartbeat there." "So she's having only one?" Adom asked. "I'm not sure just yet." She answered. "I can see a flutter on the left as well. Heartbeats are strong, which is good. I see only one; well, it's rare for an omega to carry one child; many times they carry more than two children, and sometimes only two." She took more pictures of the baby. "I thought a baby would be the size of a grain of rice; he or she looks bigger than that," Allen says, looking at Monika.

"The board sends their own independent doctors for final verification. We cannot hide a pregnancy from a mandatory ultrasound, Orion. The deception has a hard deadline." Orion went completely still, his broad chest rising and falling against my shoulder in slow, heavy expansions. The reality of the trap was tightening around us, more restrictive than any defensive zone on the ice. For eighty-two chapters, we had survived by being smarter, faster, and more ruthless than our enemies. But the ancient biological truth inside my body could not be skated around. The synthetic suppressors were gone. My true Omega scent was going to keep changing, shifting from vanilla honey into the rich, milky aro

I ignored the rapid beating of my heart as they both growled in response to my command. At once, they both lunged at me. I was quick on my feet, dodging their attacks as fast as I could because I knew the truth. I knew that no matter how many people called me their alpha, I was born weak. I was an omega. I couldn’t take two of these wolves on my own. The only thing I had on my side was my speed. “Stand down!” I screamed as I shifted back to my human form. I was plotting my escape, and if I was fast enough, I would make it home before they would get a hold of me.

Davina, the weak little Omega, was vowing revenge? Interesting. Very interesting.u me baby how much

Ronan took the first bite without shame. Calliope watched them fondly. “You two worry too much.” Silas’s smile faltered. “We just… want this to work.” Her expression softened. “It will. But the right woman for an Alpha–Omega triad isn’t simple to find. She has to carry pieces of both your souls. She has to be strong enough for Ronan’s fire and tender enough for your emotional depth. rare combination.” Ronan looked away. The truth was heavy. “We’ve met dozens of candidates. None of them sparked anything.”

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

The omega. Orchid.

I shifted very quickly, and within a minute, our two wolves stood face to face. Ash lifted his head and sniffed. “Omega,” he said. This shocked me. Ava was an omega? Seriously? I hadn’t seen that coming. Omegas were pretty rare, a specific type of wolf that oozed with fertility. Some believe omegas had extra blessings from the Moon Goddess and that they were given special breeding powers to ensure the survival of our race. “Are you sure?” I asked Ash. He sniffed the air again and then confirmed that it was true.

If it wasn’t for Jackson, the omega center’s ‘secret’ projects would never have been exposed. As it turned out, the omega center wanted to run an experiment on me. They wanted to know if any babies I have would be an omega like me. One of the workers claimed that the center knew that the woman found in the motel room with me was not my biological mother. They ran my DNA through their data system and found a match. An omega birthing omega off-springs were extremely valuable for them. The center had been closed down and new staff members had flown from somewhere to look after the omegas while things were being investigated.