Omega Rey Novels & Stories

Menroe stammered, his fear palpable. Steele hummed in response before reaching for Menroe's neck, choking him without a hint of remorse. Hunter turned his attention to Freya, carefully cradling her delicate hands within his own. One of his large hands enveloped both of hers. "She's an omega, which means she lacks the healing abilities of other wolves. Her body takes three times longer to heal than that of an ordinary wolf. Are you aware of this, Beta?" Hunter inquired, tilting his head in Will's direction.

I don't know why even though I don't like her, but I feel sad every time I remember Charmaine. Rumor has it that Edward Adler's 20-year-old youngest daughter was born an Omega. Alex explained to me that Omega is a werewolf who can't change himself into his wolf form, because that's why Omega is usually considered weaker than normal werewolves. No one could confirm this rumor because Adler confined his daughter in their fiefdom, only his first son as Alpha's successor was introduced to the public. We both think it's for that reason that Adler was so thirsty for power and strength.

Flynn snarled, "She is just an Omega with no power. She is a helpless creature with false confidence." "That is where you're mistaken, Flynn." Matt piped up. "Keegan is here!" Someone yelled from the crowd. "He's the high priest of the Pack," Alan whispered to me. I remained still watching the frail man get on the stage. His hair flowed thick and black his eyes rimmed black and his silver attire had the eye of the goddess printed on it. There were crystals in his hand and around his neck. His angle was dead pearls. He was here to settle this. He looked like an uncompromised man.

He pulled his arm while the team was rescuing everyone. “Where are others?” He asked coldly. “There’s one that they are keeping in Win Raynold’s room.” “Who is she?” “She’s an omega who could make his dreams come true while he’s asleep.” She mumbled as Reagan lowered his head at her. She smelled enticing but he’s not stupid enough to be possessive of him. “You’ll meet the same torture as what you did to these girls.” She didn’t shudder. “You better just kill me.” She chuckled bitterly. “But I’m glad that you see me in this mess. Because no one ever saved me.”

I shook my head. Valentina still stood, her shoulders still up high, her spine still straight. “This is O,” she said, “the version of your omega drug sold on the black market.” My body tightened. “A son from a high Russian family took it,” he said, “not only is he showing symptoms of drug syndrome, but the father wants him back as an Alpha.” Valentina hissed. “Aren’t you the one who’s creating the drug?” Kalae’s expression twitched—genuine surprise.

"Did you?" Alexander looked down. "No." Caelan laughed. "Because you became exactly what they wanted." Alexander's eyes flashed. "Don't pretend you're better." "I'm not." Caelan's voice became cold. "That's why I'm going to end it." Alexander looked at Rei. "And that's why they need her." Rei stepped forward. "Tell me exactly why." Alexander studied her. "You carry the original Omega sequence." Rei frowned. "What is that?" "The genetic pattern that allows an Omega to establish a complete bond without surrendering autonomy."

I sighed, and began to walk on the narrow path. Looking down, my heart shook for the fear of falling off. I couldn't see anything below me: it was completely dark. I swallowed hard, and continued walking until I arrived at the spot where I was meant to stand. Suddenly, the lights came on, shining directly on me. I swept my eyes all over the place, looking at my reflections on the mirror hanging in the air. “My name is Caleb, and you are standing before the Five Pillars Of Truth that oversee the affairs of the White Moon pack. Would you kindly tell us why you're here, Daphne?”

Hidden, silent, and calculating. There's a lot she needs to do. She needed to find a way to get into the Ember pack without looking suspicious and get close to Karl again, and this time, she wouldn’t make the same mistakes. She wouldn’t beg for his love. She wouldn’t fall to her knees and beg for what she had once believed was her destiny. Instead, she would break him. She was no longer the rejected Omega. She was Rey, a powerful witch reborn to destroy everything and everyone who had wronged her.

A small voice says from behind me. I turn around to see a young woman with a tiny frame standing in the doorway. Her long black hair hanging over both shoulders, framing her face. "Who are you? I haven't seen you here before." "Sienna. I'm from Alpha Gregory's pack, or at least I used to be. I was an omega, just like you." "Oh okay. My name is Mark. Nice to meet you." I get up and walk towards her with my hand extended. She takes it, and clasps her other hand over mine.

Now that she was paying attention, its voice sounded more masculine. 'How did this happen?' 'You tell me? One minute I was sleeping so soundly and then you started to hurt me with whatever poison you took. I don't know what happened but the blue moon summoned me from the depths of my slumber....' 'Are we....are we an alpha?' 'No, we're Omega. But we are more powerful than any Alpha.' 'Oh-' 'You sound disappointed, why?' 'I thought, if the moon godess ever blessed me one day, I wished to be an alpha.'