Omega Pregnancy Novels & Stories

He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was a Omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few exceptions to this rule like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for the most part, Omegas didn't get mates. The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough. Since I was a powerful Omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.

Aurelia, the blonde one asked. "Flavour for what?" I was so overwhelmed by their excitement. "Bath flavor, we would like to prepare a bath for you and wash you clean." Elgiva was all smiles as she spoke. "I doubt I do have a favorite flavor," I said honestly. It was quite obvious that they had no information about my background and did not have a clue that I was just an omega before... Before Blake. I sighed content at the thought and shook the ill thoughts of my past away.

"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

JOSH POV Now, I have my first question. “Omegas?” I ask. Maddie smiles at me again. She begins to climb the stairs as she answers me, “Omega is a ranking within wolf shifter packs. It is the lowest rank of wolves. Most packs have an abundance of lower ranking wolves, omegas being the most prolific. They tend to be the worker bees. Landscapers, housekeepers, child care givers, teachers, nurses, and doctors; professions like that who are all about care and repetition, emotional empathy, encouragement and care. They have huge hearts, and it is in theirs’s and their wolves’ natures to be attentive and nurturing to the other pack members.

As I stood outside, peering through the clear window, the world fell silent. I could see my reflection in the glass, and the terrible reality that I am the- I was only an omega, the lowest rank in the werewolf clan. Even though I strive really hard to look my best for the occasion. Even still, being at this gathering was quite difficult for me. I have tan skin; my long long curly hair shines under the sunlight. My blue eyes were as vivid as the sea or skies. Nothing about me is special. I am just a nerd girl.

"He told my mom... that the scent was coming from me. "My mother approached me, and she held my arms. And ask if you have an omega partner that comes here I am so scared that I see my parents bad side when it comes to Omegas, so I collect myself and tell them the tructh. 'The scent came from me. I am an omega.' That's what I told them, and that particular line changed my whole life, making my parents who loved me demons.

"The police? They're on his payroll. The media? He owns half of it." "So I'm helpless." "No," I said. "You're vulnerable. There's a difference." I walked around the island until I was standing in front of her. She had to look up at me, but she held her ground. "You need a status that overrides his," I said. "I'm an omega. I have no status." "You do if you belong to a higher Alpha." She narrowed her eyes. "I told you. I'm not a property." "And I told you this is business."

Eloise took the opportunity to tighten her grip on him, her presence gentle yet oppressive. "I warned you, Nigel… Omegas can be dangerous if they know how to use their pheromones. It's their only weapon."

You see, in the world of werewolves, Omegas are the only ones who can get pregnant by anyone besides their mate. Because of this, they are used for breeding, mostly by Alphas looking for an heir. Things are like this for a reason, and maybe if I tell you the ranking system, you might understand. Ranks from highest to lowest are as follows; Alpha, Beta, and Commander are your highest class. This is followed by the Delta class 1 through 3, with 1 being the highest, and lastly, Omegas. Alphas are all dominant, the rest of the classes, except Omegas, have submissives and dominants. All Omegas are submissive, and only Omegas can get pregnant by someone other than their mate, which is why they're

She questioned, looking troubled. The rage in her eyes was a clear sign of her deep hate for werewolves. Since the spirit dwelling in me no longer felt like putting her down like her armies, I calmly said, “It’s no sorcery. I am an Omega.” “Don’t lie to me!” She raised her voice, flashing her eyes at me. “You are using something to make yourself unstoppable! No ordinary wolf can beat a whole army of my strong Vampires. It’s an impossible thing to do, unless you’re using dark magic!” She accused, refusing to belief me.