Omegaverse Anatomy Novels & Stories

Instead, she obediently follows me into the building and off to a small meeting room on the first floor. As soon as the door shuts behind the girl, I turn and ask, “Who are you and why are you working here?” I can tell she is an omega, which makes this whole thing even odder than before. It is so rare to see an omega, but a rogue one is extremely unlikely. Something must have happened. Something bad. The shaking in her hands slowly spreads across her whole body. However, she says nothing. She looks at me with pleading eyes, but I will not cave this time. I have to know what is going on with her.

Shut up," she orders Chloe, and my mate's body jerks. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and unlike Chloe, I don't say anything. I let my mother run the show. "Logan! Listen to me! She is an omega. Her human body is weak. The wolf she will get will be strong, but she is weak. She was born an omega. I told you what to do if you get an omega mate, now do it," mom snaps, and Dad instantly growls.

He tapped the screen, initiating the analysis sequence. I kept my breathing steady, waiting for Dr. Voss’s suppressant to fail or succeed. The machine processed the sample, displaying a series of loading bars across the digital screen. The Inquisitors held my arms tightly, preventing me from stepping away. The scanner beeped loudly. Graves looked at the readout, his expression remaining entirely neutral. "Genetic markers indicate a standard omega," Graves stated, lowering the device. "No anomalies detected." I forced myself to stand completely still, offering no visible reaction to the news.

“Never tell anyone that you're Liam's mate!” Only that? “Simple instruction.” I answer, brushing it off. He watches me, probably waiting for a reaction, but too bad for him, he isn't getting any. I'm used to this kind of treatment anyway. After all, I'm an Omega, the lowest of the werewolf ranks ever! He gets off first and I follow after him and we both walk towards the backdoor as Trevor starts explaining to me all sorts of things.

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

Disgusting. I head up to my office. It's the only place no one bugs me. They know they'll get beat if they do. The only one allowed in here is my Beta. Speaking of James, I haven't seen him yet. I open the door and find my Beta butt naked with some omega under him. She jumps up grabbing her clothes trying to cover herself. James just leans back on the couch with a big smile on his face. "Good timing boss. I had just finished."

He staggered backward, clutching his heart, a sudden, inexplicable sense of absolute emptiness washing over his soul. Tatsumi’s body went completely limp. The golden light in her eyes flickered, dimmed, and finally vanished entirely, staring blankly up at the noon sky. Her blood quickly pooled across the white fabric of her dress, staining the wood beneath her. The thousands of pack members in the courtyard stood in stunned, absolute silence for three agonizing seconds, staring at the fallen Omega. Then, a single voice cheered, and within moments, the entire square erupted into a roaring, fanatical frenzy.

Chapter 6: Blood and Silence "There have been recent killings in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm clashed with rogue werewolves, who killed every vampire on the land. Now the lands remain barren with blood and bones, decaying." Carson said, looking at the Primus, who sat on the throne. His eyes were dark, bloody dark. There was no sign of white or colored pupils in them. His jet-black hair accentuated the curve of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a knife, as if you could slice an onion with it. His lips, full and red, made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin god. The god Kanchelsis must

Intimacy… I then grabbed a damp cloth and headed towards him but froze as I looked at his half naked self. His abdomen was chiselled. The muscles were defined all along his stomach, chest, arms... Everywhere. As if his body were carefully sculpted to absolute perfection. In fact, a body as good looking as his was too perfect to even exist in a world as imperfect as this. As overexaggerated as it sounded, it was true. Deamian had the body of a Moon God. I kept on staring, memorising each curve, each muscle, the colour of his skin, the way those muscles rippled with each breathe he took. The more I stared, the more I felt the heat growing in my abdomen. It felt… strange.