Omegaverse Marking Novels & Stories

“You keep saying that, but you won’t actually tell me what’s out there. Just cryptic warnings and half-explanations. I deserve the truth.” Jace’s jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with something unreadable. “The truth?” He let out a slow breath, like he was trying to decide how much to tell me. “Fine. The truth is, rogues don’t care about free will, Anna. They don’t care about choices. When they see an omega without a pack, they see an opportunity. And once they mark their claim, you won’t have a choice anymore.” A cold shiver ran through me. “Mark?”

She always knew when I would talk to her and would get on to me for it. My mom also caught on quickly to the little crush I had on her at thirteen years old. She told me Omegas have one purpose, and that is to serve. She said they are liabilities to all packs and should honestly be kicked out. She said if Hannah Patterson hadn't saved me that day, she would force my father to kick them out. She pushed me to never even speak to Chloe unless I was issuing an order.

Trevor didn't know why, but he felt even more annoyed by those dirty eyes on him than before. He'd gotten used to it, it was part of his life anyway. When you're an Omega, you're bound to be stalked, chased seduced, raped, assaulted... So to say that Trevor had seen all sorts of strange people coming up to him and trying to get him was no exaggeration. Luckily for him, he had been well trained by his grandfather to avoid the worst. Surely marking will solve all these problems, because once an omega is bound to an alpha, another alpha should not lay a hand on him. But that was only in theory, because in this sick world, an Omega who was already marked would sometimes still get raped or attack

I said. She looked scared already. I have not told her about the rest of the things and she was looking so scared? I wanted to laugh but I had to go on with it. " What do you mean by that? What are you talking about?" " Mark wanted to kill me? An old witch had asked him to bring me to her, he wanted to kill me so he can use the blood to enhance his lifespan as he was going to die if he did not do that" I said.

I could see the storm in his eyes. “I’ve seen this before,” he muttered. “Years ago. Out east. Right before a pack vanished overnight.” “What is it?” I asked. He didn’t answer right away. But Damon did. “It’s called the Omen Mark,” he said smoothly. “A warning. And a curse.” I turned toward him. “You knew what it was this whole time?” Damon shrugged. “I’ve done my research. Something you’d know if you hadn’t been busy sulking in the greenhouse.”

And that was when I saw him at a clinic, sitting beside Kaia and waiting for her to get treated for a minor cold. "Kaia is an Omega. She's not like you—you have Alpha blood with strong self-healing abilities," he reasoned. Later, I risked my life entering human territory just to find the perfect anniversary gift for him. On my way back, a human bounty hunter shot me. As I bled profusely, I called Chris for help. "What is it this time?" he asked, his tone laced with impatience. "I've been shot." He simply said, "You have Alpha blood. Just sleep it off."

An Omega? He passed by me silently, but for one brief moment, our scent markers intertwined. We both stopped. He turned his head slightly. “You are?” “Omega Silas,” he said. “Omega.” For a heartbeat, we simply stared. Alpha Joe’s expression darkened from across the room. I smiled. So you can discard me like trash but get jealous when others look my way? Later, in the dressing room, I went to change—only to find a stack of old photographs inside the locker.

Her voice broke off, the implication hanging heavy. Adam, who had been silent until now, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. His shadow stretched long in the firelight. “That explains why the sea shard reacted to her,” he murmured. Ezra’s eyes narrowed. “The mark ties her to the origin.” He said the words now really looking at me. My throat burned. “I don't understand what all of this is. I am an Omega.” Harley knelt again, gripping my hands. Her eyes were desperate, shimmering with the weight of everything she wanted to protect me from. “Scarlett, listen to me. Omegas don't bear the mark of the goddess. Only the pure bred Alphas.”

And soon the Alpha sunk his fangs in that woman's neck marking her on the spot. Zinnia fell on her knees as pain engulfed her whole, there was this saying that if the mate marked someone aside of his original mate, the first person would lose the mark on the same day and indeed Zinnia felt a burning sensation all over her neck like something was being ripped off her skin. Not just that, mating ceremony wasn't just about marking, it was more than that. Soon the Alpha grabbed the new Luna and went inside the room prepared for them. The guest started leaving the venue as some of them didn't want to hear the noises of the Luna being marked thoroughly.

“Come on, we need to talk to her.” We found Elder Morrigan in her chambers, as if she had been expecting us. “You found the old records,” she said before we could speak. “Good, you are ready to hear the rest.” “The rest of what?” I asked. “The truth about Midnight's Mark.” “The mark does not appear randomly. It appears when a pack faces a threat so large that normal pack bonds will not be enough to survive. The Moon Goddess marks two wolves, one who can fight physically, one who can unite emotionally. Together, they become the pack's salvation.”