Omegaverse Nest Novels & Stories

Airk laughed, "there are no secrets in the packhouse." Aeryn moved her face closer to her brothers, as if she were going to tell them a secret. "Did you know that in Storm’s old packhouse there were tunnels built for the omegas to walk through? Storm’s mom sometimes used them to get around, and I used them to get out of the packhouse when I escaped." "And I used them to get back in." I added. "We need tunnels." Argo sighed, "our packhouse is boring." "Our packhouse is perfect." Aeryn disagreed. "Our omegas work here by choice, and we see what they do for them and are grateful for their help. We don’t hide them like they're less than us. It feels like home."

Gerard had made a promise in high school that he’d turn me into an omega. I turned to Mason. “Drive to Vance Pharmaceuticals now,” I barked, my jaw locking. Mason glanced back. “You have a meeting with the board…” My eyes narrowed. “If I don’t fix this, do you think I’ll be able to attend any board meeting?” Mason made a U-turn and drove towards Gerard’s company. My brain did the maths. An unknown partner. Suspicious clean scent. Gerard and a drug that turns into an omega. The chill in my bones intensified, it was as though I was locked in a freezer.

Amber said in a calming voice full of deception. Emily, who was still too young to understand everything, could only nod slowly. Her tiny hands gripped her teddy bear tightly, trying to find a little sense of security in the midst of the tragedy that had befallen her. The Alpha, Andrew Snyder, ordered the other omegas to take care of Emily’s parents’ bodies.

EOS POV I left Selene and Endymion after discussing how I can get into Dark Moon pack territory without causing too much suspicion. We all agreed that I go to Blue Moon pack first, in search of her and when they tell me she is not there I will go to Atticus' pack looking for them. When I see that it is true that neither of them, are at their original packs or at each others I will begin my 'hunt'. I will go to each pack insisting to know if my niece is visiting. Dark Moon will be my fifth pack to go to, in hopes that Esther believes I have been searching for her. If she tries to deny me access I will then use the power of the gods to force the oath.

She growled, the veins on the side of her neck popping out. Then I noticed a mark on her neck. A quarter moon shape. It was familiar because– I had one too. It was the marks given to Omega at birth, to distinguish them from the rest. Hers was barely visible, it seemed she covered it with make up powder. “You are– you are an Omega.”

She didn’t wish to see that woman anymore if she could help it. “Are you sure my mother was a seer?” Nessa finally asked because Keagan seemed very comfortable in his silence, as he was so deep in his own thoughts. “Yes. Do you have a picture of your parents?” “No.” Nessa shook her head. “Everything was destroyed during the monster attack at that time.” Her parents didn’t hold a high status, and as an orphan after the attack, she automatically assumed the rank of the omega of the pack. “What else have you learned?”

"The Nymphs." "Celeste," Magnus said. "Celeste," Zeus confirmed, with the same complicated naming as before. "The Nymph custodial framework functions well for most of the network. But certain convergence points the most powerful ones generate amplification beyond what the custodial framework can contain. When a powerful convergence point amplifies something destabilizing, the effect moves through the network faster than the custodians can respond." He held Magnus's gaze. "Three months ago, a convergence point in the southern hemisphere was accessed by a being whose nature I will not name here. What they anchored at that convergence has been moving through the network since then. It will reac

And a big, beautiful room filled with soft fabrics, soothing colors, cushions, weighted blankets, and the biggest bed I'd ever seen, round, right in the middle and low to the floor. I asked Fleming about the mystery room. “It’s a nesting room. If you're a group with an omega, it's comforting to nest in a big pile with soft blankets and just commune with each other.” “We've never done it,” Tristan says, “But I've seen the tendency in you to nest down into a spot on the couch or in Thorne’s sensory room. It's an Omega trait that may not be getting met for you.” It all looked so soft and beautiful, like the velvet I loved to wear. “You’re right, something about this room really appeals to me.”

Sara replied. "Do you have an Omega that can come and train her?" Elder Summers asked. "We are looking for one now" Sara answered. "I may have one that could help you. My mate is an Omega and has become bored now that the kids have moved out. She could come and help." Elder Summers offered. "We would be honored to have her assist us" Jack replied with a grin. "I will speak with the Council and Matilda today but I think that everything should fall into place. Congrats! You have a new pack member and a new daughter!" Elder Summers stated and the car breathed a sigh of relief.

Or too stupid to use it,” Cassidy added. I still didn't answer them, instead I focused on kneading the dough, despite the ache in my hands. Suddenly, the bowl of flour beside me was knocked over, spilling on the table and floor. “Oops,” Cassidy grinned after pushing the flour to the ground. “You’ll have to clean that up. Don’t screw it up, or we’ll tell the kitchen mistress you wasted supplies.” Still, I didn’t speak, instead I reached for a rag. “See?” Cassidy said loudly. “This is why Omegas exist. To clean up after their betters.”