Omegaverse Explanation Novels & Stories

This led the moon goddess to rain down her wrath upon her people, and after a hundred years of drought and famine in the five Kingdoms, the moon goddess — Cessi, listened to the prayers of her people and gave each Kingdom an Omega. An Omega is a rare and special creation with distinct features of a crescent moon on their forehead. The people were advised to treat the Omegas as embodiments of the moon goddess herself and once in a year an anniversary is held in the name of the moon goddess, whereby the Omegas are to dance traditionally to glorify her name.

“But yours—” “Both of them are lit up,” I said, “What does that even mean?” “Truly, you have developed omega traits, but you still have your Alpha traits,” Gerard said, “which is weird, because my drugs don’t work this way.” Gerard began his medical gibberish about how Alphas and omegas have an extra part of the brain called something that sounded like what could summon a demon, how his drug altered that part and neurotransmitter, breaking genetic sheath—whatever the fuck that meant.

Because nothing is ever set in stone and there’s millions of different ways to reach a singular point. My family used to describe the fire and chaos mentioned as a metaphor for war and death. They believed the omega was a curse to the pack and she would bring those things along because of her bad energy. They thought her ‘bad blood’ meant bad luck, not magical power. They never considered the possibility of the omega herself coming to personally deliver said war and death. And succeeding. Because, who would ever believe an omega is actually a powerful being, right? Well… the rogues do. They were clearly smarter than my Council. They were right.

The story is set in an omegaverse universe with a contemporary setting. Omegaverse means the population of the world is divided into three species. I. Alpha II. Beta III. Omega The three species hold two more divisions, dominant and recessive. Dominants are the rarest and most desired in each species.

They had no need for no-furs to continue their bloodlines, though they took them in to perpetuate the lie that they did. Before the catastrophe, Orangelo omegas were desired for breeding above all others because of their strong magic genes. It had not been uncommon for neighboring clans to raid their lands to steal omegas. Fear that raids and wars would become an epidemic after the rest of the continent lost their omegas was grounded in solid logic. Hence the secret of Orangelo omegas became closely guarded.

To them I was just a pawn and since I was diagnosed as an omega, all of my future plans would have 'being sold' in common. That was pretty much the fate of omega borns like me. When you are born an omega, you have only two choices. Omegas could give birth to dominant alphas, be it Male or female. That's why we're wanted by the elites to carry out their legacy of alphas from their clan.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

I have seen men being sweet with their mates, but these two go way beyond what I’ve ever seen before. I’m not complaining, but it is something I have to get used to, especially since I’m stuck with them for a while. I also now know I’ll find my mate one day, but the whole time I have been in my parent’s pack and while growing up, I have been told the moon goddess made a mistake when she created omegas and she will never give her omega mistake a mate. Even though I now know they are wrong, the constant lecturing about it has somehow gotten into my mind and made me believe they are right. However, it is nice to see that my parents and my pack are proven wrong.

I can't be late making breakfast, not again! My name is Theo Marco Rossi. I am 26 years old and I am an Omega slave for the blood moon pack. My life didn't start out this way I had loving parents, two sisters, and friends. All it took was 1 hour, 1 hour to change my life, and 1 hour is all it took for me to become an Omega slave.

Annie imagined that your only child marrying and leaving home would be a big wrench for the parents. Before long it was time to go and be seated for the ceremony and once again the omega appeared as if from nowhere, he was starting to creep Annie out a bit if she was honest. Omegas were the children of werewolves who had no wolf themselves. While it wasn’t particularly unusual to have a few omegas in a pack, the Reivers seemed to have more than their fair share but Annie supposed that being such a large pack there would be more than she was used to seeing. Just like in any other pack they were used as house- keepers, cooks or in fact anything that resulted in the smooth running of the pack h