Omega Pregnancy Novels & Stories

"Strong and steady. Everything looks very healthy." The sound broke something inside me. Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them, my hand moving unconsciously to my stomach where that tiny heartbeat was growing. "Does your Alpha know?" Dr. Rose asked, turning off the ultrasound and handing me tissues. "Not yet." My voice came out rough, thick with emotion. "I just found out about myself a few days ago. I needed to confirm it before telling him." "That's understandable. But you should tell him soon. Male Omega pregnancies require careful monitoring and support, especially first pregnancies." She pulled up a chair and sat facing me. "I need to go over some things with you about w

That should have been my first clue. She turned the screen toward me, graphs blooming across it like a crime scene reconstruction. Hormone spikes. Scent markers. Compatibility indicators I had never bothered to learn about because they weren’t relevant to my life. Or they hadn’t been. Yesterday. “This explains the nausea,” she said. “The dizziness. The headaches.” “That explains finals week,” I said. “Not a biological rewrite.” Her smile thinned. “You’re presenting as an omega.” I waited for the punchline.

Her mouth fell open as those words sank in, mind reeling. How did he know? Was her round belly that evident? On a whim, she stared down at her tummy, which was hidden by a layer of clothes. There's no way anyone could have known without Allie telling them. Most werewolf pregnancies don't start to show till they are two months. The omegas scent becomes thicker and sweeter, alerting the people of their condition. Maybe with the mixed species baby, it's different. Her hand immediately came around her stomach.

he reminded him. "It can be revived if I can get an omega" Haynes explained further. "Which you were unable to find after searching many communities of werewolves for years. Or are you planning to send me to the werewolves so that I could get bitten and become a 'floater' like you?" Sergeanti laughed hysterically. He had discovered his plans. Haynes was a very dubious dishonest and wicked wizard. "No, you don't need to go and search for any werewolves because an omega is lurking in Greenford right now" Haynes ascertained.

Everyone seems to be at peace, everyone except me. I look at myself in the big mirror in my room. I slowly take in the huge size of my stomach, which still looks so unfamiliar. I've been carrying for almost four months, but omega pregnancies are much quicker than normal werewolves'. Perks of being an omega, we are like the third sex; we are extremely fertile and suffer from regular heat, which is very painful unless we copulate. Our scent attracts other males. And we can give birth; being a male doesn't change that. Omega males like me can get pregnant.

Just Irene, sitting in the dirt, coaxing flowers to bloom. One of the omegas laughs softly. “The roses like you, Luna. Look — they’re opening.” I blink in surprise. The buds that were closed moments ago now show faint streaks of pink, trembling as if shy. My heart swells. “Maybe they can feel happiness.” “Or maybe,” the omega says, his tone almost reverent, “they know the Goddess’s touch when it returns to the world.”

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.

He said. My womb — I knew that was particularly one of the reasons he wanted me as a wife. He wanted me to bear his child. As an Omega, I knew I was special, although I didn't think there was anything so special about my womb. Just like any other female werewolves, our wombs were the same, our pups were nothing special. In history, no Omega ever bore another. As we were all concerned, it was impossible. So why did he want my womb? If he wanted a child he could have easily picked any other woman in Trinigad, so why me?

To them I was just a pawn and since I was diagnosed as an omega, all of my future plans would have 'being sold' in common. That was pretty much the fate of omega borns like me. When you are born an omega, you have only two choices. Omegas could give birth to dominant alphas, be it Male or female. That's why we're wanted by the elites to carry out their legacy of alphas from their clan.

It was not a good sign as Dabria could smell the scent of a wolf on Ocean. Dabria knew that Ocean was a werewolf. And in that case, Zeus was her Alpha. Dabria's heart started drumming erratically inside her rib cage as she was staring into Ocean's eyes. "Oh! I could have sworn that it is Alpha Zeus. Thank you for clearing it up for us. It is so sad that we are still not able to find our Alpha." Ocean spoke after a minute. That minute felt the longest minute in Dabria's entire life. Her tone was sad. As if she was disappointed. Moon quickly wrapped his arms around his wife and pecked her temple. Dabria couldn't help but smile while looking at that beautiful couple. They truly belonged with ea