Omega X Profile Novels & Stories

You wouldn’t believe what happened next! Alpha Genesis’ POV: “You’re going right?” My beta asked me, staring. “I’m not sure it’s appropriate, Dickson.” I said. About 2 weeks ago I had gotten an email saying I was invited to an omegas birthday party. I didn’t think it was appropriate to go to someone’s birthday party that was in my pack unless I actually knew them. I definitely did not know this one. Also, everyone would expect me to go to their birthday parties if I show up to hers. Wouldn’t they?…

Alpha Michael’s POV I marched into the strip club with Robert by my side, but the sight that unfolded before us had me freezing in my tracks. The once-lively club had been turned upside down, a perverted mockery of its former self. At the center of the chaos sat a man I recognized all too well – Marcus, the leader of the rogue wolves. He relaxed in a high-backed chair with a group of half-naked women surrounding him. A blonde omega with large breasts sat in his lap, his hand on one of her nipples, toying with it like he was playing a game.

She couldn't refuse when the alpha suggested they should start training their inner wolves with other she-wolves. "We can just lie about it," Odessa implied with a callous tone. "Whatever happens, don't shift," Gwen nodded with a sigh and soon, their trainer Miss Onyx arrived and for the first time, Gwen and Odessa finally met the legendary Omega. She was gorgeous and looked exquisite. She didn't appear to be 27 but 23. She had a mocha with a touch of caramel skin, vibrant mossy-green eyes, full lips, a cute button nose, and her hair was chestnut brown. Her presence was intimidating.

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

"A what?" He laughed. "An Omega man. He doesn't care about being seen by his peers as the toughest, smartest, most popular." "Like the typical alpha," she commented. "Exactly. Omega men have a resourcefulness and cunning to get the job done with their own skill. They are all things alpha and more." He swallowed some coffee. "When I left for the Marines, my father gave me a tiny pin to wear, the Greek Omega symbol. He told me to carry it into battle and use it as a guiding force in my life. It gave me strength without wearing my ego on my sleeve."

As my story unfolds, you will become acquainted with these individuals and the impact they have on my life. As an omega with a fair complexion, I have faced the unfortunate reality of being perceived as weak by my pack, The Wild Rose Pack. Despite my parents holding the esteemed positions of Beta, our Alpha, Mason, is a formidable force in his shifted form, known as Daemon, a fierce black wolf.

Close enough for Jax to see the tension in his jaw, the way his hands flexed like he was holding himself back by force of will alone. “You okay?” Kane asked. Low. Rough. Nothing like his on-ice bark. Jax snorted. “Do I look okay?” Kane’s gaze dropped slow, deliberate taking in the damp underlayer clinging to Jax’s chest, the way his thighs pressed together, instinctively trying to hide the slick. When Kane looked back up, his pupils were blown wide. “You smell like” He cut himself off, swallowing. “You weren’t supposed to be an omega.” “Yeah, well.” Jax spread his hands a fraction. “Life’s full of surprises.”

Harold's professor announced then stopped with a subdued tone. “Why? What is all this about? Is this some sorta game that I'm not aware of?” Harold replied, not wanting to become a wolf for the second time in one day. Besides, he was an omega—the omega, and he barely stood a chance against the well experienced wolf that was before him as an opponent. “You will find out soon enough, my dear boy. Goodluck.” The white wolf growled, revealing its sharp canines that could dig into Harold's skin without much stress. It wasn't a game. Definitely.

My wolves name was Victoria, she was a petite black wolf with a large white patch that covered most of her back. She greeted me coldly. We didn't get along much. "she didn't like being an omega." Like I enjoyed it either. I greet her back warmly but she only rolls her eyes. I ran through my favorite trail to the top of the cliff the hung out over a large lake being over flooded by a waterfall. I huff and fall to my stomach. Running didn't make me tired but I was exhausted. I watched the water cascaded down onto the rocks, staining them darker. I itched to jump off the cliff to go for a swim a twist in my stomach has me pausing. The hair on the back of my neck stand up and Victoria turned res