Omegas Sister Novels & Stories

First, when their parents know she is an Omega, she is basically dead for them; they never talk to her nicely, and they never adore her like them. They just thought she was nothing but a worthless omega who was not good for anything. And then Allen's friends break their friendship with her, and they practically throw her out of their group, and it's all because she is an Omega. Because they also think the same, an Omega is worthless. She is only 14 for God's sake, and she sees all those difficulties in her life. But Allen always shows that she is strong; she always smiles, but they know—Kara and Ohm know that their sister is hurting.

Close enough to hear the sound of another laughter, every bit as happy, free and bubbly as that of my sister. It’s her. It can only be her. My mind taunted me as the image of the only person my sister could be in that room flashed through my eyes for a millisecond. I didn’t believe it. I didn’t want to until I saw it. Through the slight crack in the door, I saw them; Zena and the Omega. Their backs were turned to me and they were both busy with something on Zena’s reading table. “I mean, why make a character boring when you can give them superpowers.” Zena said.

She needed to make Damon think she was too eager to remove Amoux from her life. “D-Damon, you are right. I can't believe that I didn't believe you!” Leah finally acted. Her eyes were moist, and she pushed Damon away from her. “I want to be alone, Damon. I don't have anything anymore. I'm the useless Omega again.” Her voice cracked.

Lexington takes a deep breath. “Her sister wanted to trap their Alpha and overthrow their Luna. It started small, just little lies by the sister that my Luna backed up. Several Omegas began to treat the sister as Luna, following her instructions and orders. Including plotting against the fated Luna. My Luna confesses she helped and even participated in several of the lies. My Luna is willing to do anything to make amends. Her sister is all she has. The sister crused with a faithless mate who refuses to reject or accept a rejection. The sisters only hope is to be a chosen mate to make the pain of betrayal stop. Granted she went about the wrong way, she should have told her Alpha so he could p

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he bent down, picked up the broken stone chair he had kicked earlier, and quietly sat on it. Like an obedient child. A nervous smile stretched across his face. "S-Sister Lan." The hall remained silent. Nobody laughed. Nobody dared. Because they all knew who she was. Beside her stood her personal Omega. A towering woman built like a fortress. She was famous throughout the wolf territories. An Omega whose strength rivaled that of an Alpha. Many Alphas feared her. But they feared Sister Lan even more. The young Alpha's hands trembled visibly. "Sister Lan, I was just joking..."

"But Chiara is an omega, she should be immune." "You, too, are an Omega, Annalisa. You should not have a mate, and yet you do," he replied, standing up. Chiara remained cradled in his arms as he placed his mantle over her body. "Things happen, Annalisa. Unexplainable things happen. You're not the only one having problems. My sister has had to live with the pain of being cursed with Simus from when she was born, and being an Omega is one of the reasons she's still standing strong today."

“I am still your sister.” She lifted her chin and finally spoke. “Not anymore.” The words cut deeper than my father’s, and I barely felt it when they dragged me away. I felt numb as they shoved me into a small, dark room in the servants’ quarters. I felt like dying when the door slammed shut behind me. I stood there, staring at the walls. I was no longer Raven Wilder, the Alpha’s daughter. I was an Omega now.

Liam can't find the right words, but I somehow understand how he feels right now. “If you may, m-ma'am Carina.” I start. She seems to remember that I'm there because she looks at me with a surprised look. Guess, she's getting too emotional. “You may have heard that your son has found his mate... but you probably haven't heard that I was previously an omega.” I say, smiling bitterly. If I felt ashamed that I was an omega before, somehow, I feel a sense of pride now. How could I have let myself to be so down over the fact that I was an omega? Sure, living life as one was hard, but I found strength in being one.

But he was right. I'm only a werewolf, acting like a lycan princess. I was fortunate to have a mother and father who raised me as part of them. Abandoned at birth, taken and raised by the Lycan Queen, yet I was despised and maltreated by everyone else for being what I was, a common Omega in the midst of lycans.

I knew my place here—simple, unnoticed, lowly—and didn’t understand why she saw it any differently. “When I was brought here, I had to prove myself,” she said, her voice tight, almost resentful. “We all did. The first week, we were tested—hunting for food, surviving without guidance. And you…” Her eyes trailed over me, her lips curling slightly. “You’re an omega, aren’t you?” Her last words were spat like an accusation. I flinched, suddenly feeling exposed. “Yes,” I whispered. The word barely left my mouth when she recoiled, eyes wide with shock and disgust.