Omegaverse Enigma Novels & Stories

“The mate bond.” The hall went silent, the air was heavy with shock. My face burned, and I wanted to disappear. I couldn't still believe an Omega, like me was fated to not just one Alpha, but three. It was unthinkable, and a scandal that could ruin everything. Magnus' face darkened, his hands clenching. “Impossible,” he growled. “She’s an Omega. A nobody.” Kael spoke next, his voice quieter but just as steady. “The bond doesn’t lie, Father. You know that.”

Mew still in irritation but continued, "I don't know not only me no one can't tell, what was that but six months ago. When I felt ruts. I went to the moon goddess temple. I don't remember what I did there. The next morning. my soul pain is gone that's what he also told me." By cutting his explanation Zee spoke "Wait.. wait.. did I misheard. You said HE!!!" Mew said without any reaction"Hmm. You heard right. Male. Omega..." Zee got surprised and yelled again "What the fuck.?" Tay questions Ohm. "Have you ever heard about a male being omega..??" Ohm answered "Yeah. My grandmother said to there were a few males been omegas but I didn't predict or expect they will live in the present too.

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He hadn’t even looked up from his laptop. Ian froze, then sighed, walking into the room. “How did you even know I was there?” Zhedya kept typing, a smirk playing on his lips. “Even if you passed this spot an hour ago, I would know, Ian. I can always pick up your scent.” He finally glanced up, a playful glint in his storm-grey eyes. “An Alpha always knows the scent of his Omega.” Ian frowned, completely lost. “What’s that all about?” Zhedya just chuckled, waving a hand. “Nothing. Just something I was reading. ‘Omegaverse.’…Forget it.” He said it so smoothly, so easily, that it just left Ian feeling stupid and off-balance.

It should not be a surprise that it would take some time to recoup. Omegas, even when altered and suppressed chemically, were biologically made to respond to Alphas. This is a simple biology, nothing more. She sat at her CommNet station as she connects to the information portal in a try to distract herself. But the moment that her fingers stroked the pad, she keyed in “Ceres House” as a search keyword. It returned no results. Maybe she had just visualized the entire thing. And it was not even feasible for her to look up the Alpha that had paid for the benefit of spanking and fingering her. Without a name or even a position, he was totally anonymous. That was likely intended on his part.

The day was supposed to be the happiest day of her life turned into a worst one for her when she shifted into a beautiful wolf yet the power radiating from it screamed one thing. Omega. She was an omega, a weak wolf. Her whole family turned against her the very day, they all were of higher ranks, her father was an alpha while her mother a beta and it was expected from both siblings to turn into either an alpha or beta but after she shifted as an omega, all the love and attention from her parents turned void.

"But know this, little omega. One way or another, you're going to do what I want. Even if I have to torture it out of you." They head back upstairs, and I'm left alone in the basement again, my body fighting against the magic trying to control me. ‘Moon Goddess bloodline.’ The words echo in my pounding head as the potion burns through my system. What the hell does that even mean? I'm an omega from a perfectly normal pack. My mother never mentioned anything about special bloodlines or goddess ancestry. Neither did my dad before he died. Were they hiding it from me? Or did they even know? And if this bloodline is so powerful, so important, why didn't I know about it until Vanessa threw it in m

The envoy was an omega. Old, silver-haired, with eyes that held centuries of knowledge and absolutely no fear. She walked into the council hall like she owned it. Not with arrogance. With certainty. Her name was Maelis, and she had traveled three weeks through rogue territory alone to sit at a table full of wolves who had never seen an outsider omega treated as an equal. The old guard council members didn't know where to look. Some stared at her silver braid and her travel-worn cloak. Some stared at the table. No one spoke.

The omega shuffled nervously to the side, avoiding my gaze. "Thirty minutes are up," the first rogue growled, his voice a low rumble. "Where's this miracle cure you promised, healer?" I swallowed, the dryness in my throat making it a chore. "Right here." I gestured to the crude wooden table in the center of the room. On it sat three chipped earthenware cups, each filled with the dark, murky concoction I had painstakingly prepared. The scent of bitter herbs and something else, something subtly metallic and dangerous, clung to the air.

I am sure no one will be attracted to me, not even my mate. I mean, just look at me, I am so tiny, my hair is dirty blonde that reaches almost my waist. My eyes are brown and sunken that you can see hollow circles around them. My lips are so thin and just plain always cracked. My nose is just pointed, I always see it's longer than it's supposed to be. In short, there is nothing attractive about me. I am just a filthy Omega.