Omega X Members Novels & Stories

“But you’re not in this alone, no matter how much you think you are.” I looked at him then, really looked at him. There was no hesitation in his words, no doubt. Just the quiet, steady certainty that he meant every single thing he said. I hesitated before asking, “What does it even mean to be an omega?” Nolan was quiet for a moment, then leaned back, considering his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he started. “They have… a different energy than others. It’s not about strength or dominance—it’s about balance. Omegas connect to alphas in ways that no one else can. It’s instinctual.”

A minute has not even passed since Lorcan arrived, Luna Savina has already rushed into Raven’s room with her loyal omega servants trailing behind her. The news had already spread so fast through the pack link that Luna Savina had already heard about it. The omegas must have informed her immediately as soon as they saw him carrying Raven unconscious in his arms. The omegas are the weakest bloodline of werewolves. The omegas are so weak that they can only be useful for labor and as servants. Not only that, they are also so weak that they couldn’t fully connect at the pack link. A pack has their own pack link that is exclusive only to members. So as long as you are a member of that pack, you ca

Which member of the Wolves had been manipulated—or was betraying us? The bond with the Wolves pulsed through me, a lifeline of strength, awareness, and instinct. Bryan. Dorian. Every member of the pack. I could feel their tension, their frustration, their desire to protect me. It grounded me. Focused me. I pressed my hands together, drawing in a deep breath. “We will stop him,” I said again, firmer this time, letting the words echo through me. My Omega power flared in response, a subtle energy that connected me to the Wolves, reminding me of our unity and our strength.

Seeing the audience clap and cheer loudly slowly gave me a sense of belonging. Pointing to a particular group, Tyler said "These are the beta werewolves and Dr. Grooves is the leader of this rank" Dr. Grooves briefly bowed and flashed me a friendly smile which I reciprocated. "These" Tyler said, pointing at another group "...are the omegas and gamma werewolves. The leaders of this rank are McCall and Argent respectively" the leaders of the omega and gamma rank bowed briefly, avoiding eye contact with me. With the way they dressed and behaved, it was obvious that they were the least in rank.

I grew up with rotten ones, not knowing that there are good ones outside. I found a new friend in Marsh and met three others, Omega, who's brave enough like me to try and be an elder. Their names are Dina, Janine and Nine. They were nice and they were from domestic packs. In our class, we have a total of fifteen high-ranking werewolves from different packs and four omegas including me. We have a different setting than the others. While other courses have different classrooms with different seatmates with every subject, all of us study the same subjects and stay in our own building.

His lips were cut, his face had claw marks, his bones were broken, and he definitely could sleep for a little while. “well it wasn’t as dark as you said, but I get your point” the alpha council, gather together toward the ending of the month to make decisions that would matter to the entire wolf clan. Asher the oldest among the wolves, stands stretching his shoulders as wide as he can. “this black kid, no matter how you put it, I part of us and bullies are to be reprimanded, he is part of us” grunts could be heard across the dinner table, the soon to be alpha, is positioned in their midst this time around, all eyes turns to him when he clears his throat.

I asked, but before Teddy could respond, Sky and Cassy interrupted. The next day, we headed to the bayou. Teddy led me down to the omega camp while Sky stayed at the house with Cassy, who despised airboats. The camp felt desolate, even for an omega camp. "So, what did you mean about Oxxy?" I pressed Teddy. He sighed. "Oxxy can't talk, only makes weird noises. Most of the pack pushes him out. No one knows if he even has a wolf. He's always bullied and does not try to do anything about it. I just don't think he has any alpha blood."

Roxie grinned at the realization. “That's Reyna, from Stoneheart Pack. She’s an omega, beautiful but she's cold and distant and despite being the lowest and weakest rank of wolves, she's stronger than any of us here. Everyone thinks she's going to win,” Isleen whispered slowly to Roxie. An omega? Roxie frowned. What was an omega? Bloom called herself an omega too. Roxie wanted to ask but got cut off when Reyna spoke. “I'm sorry am late,”

The first was a female and she barely knew her that much since she's married to her mate. The second oldest was Cyrus, who stays in the alpha's household ever since he got his mate. Yeah, he is soon to be the next beta of their pack though. And the least oldest. Alexander. He has nothing to write home about, that is in Petal's point of view. Just like their father, he bully and picked on her, making everything more difficult for her. He cares less about her existence and make her do his work, watching his friends pick on her and turn her into a laughing stock, forgetting the fact that they are siblings.

The look of absolute superiority that Willow gave her made her look at the ground abashed. "Aria..." Willow exclaimed, it was obvious she wasn't expecting to find her in the bathroom but she was definitely going to take advantage of it to say something. Aria frowned at her, not aware she even knew her name. Small town though she supposed. "I know all about you and Dean. Can I have a word?" She looked at Lizzy and Katie. "Alone." "Ah, sure...I guess." Lizzy and Katie left reluctantly with Imogen and Willow looked Aria up and down. "You're an Omega wolf?"