Omegaverse Novels & Stories

The sound of male fighting with bare chests and females kicking and grunting reverberating in the scarlet field. “The women you are seeing now are werewolves too. Though, as if the Trinity Goddess have reserved them only as warriors, they couldn’t bear children to their male werewolves.” “Why?” I asked. “It’s a mystery even to the Alphas. Though contrary to werewolves in England, women here are treated nicely even if they're Omegas.” “What’s an Omega?” Melissa and I walked through the red grasses, its length quite tall. “From the Latin word which means the end, an Omega werewolf is the last and lowest ranking. In England, they still practice treating the less fortunate Omegas as slaves.”

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.

"I come from the window winder pack, and i belong to the lowest of all pack." Bella said, hoping he understood what he meant. Hoping he would allow her cross the borders, to her freedom. "The lowest of all pack?" Blade asked, confused at what she meant, he was not a lover of wolves, not until recently, he found one who was able to bring happiness to his life. "I am the omega of my pack, I am the worthless werewolf found in every pack. And I hope you let me go and forget about the goddess mating you to me."

They didn't know she was trying to stop the urge from ripping their throats apart. Delaney notices many other shabbily clad hostages being dragged out of their cells as they make their way into the filthy hallway. She also discovered that the slaves were werewolves, not humans, after inhaling their scent. They were omegas. Omega wolves are the weakest of the wolf species, whose strength is compared to that of a human. The only difference is their super-hearing abilities, sense of smell and a few other things. They strolled aimlessly as if they had been subjected to a series of torments. Their eyes had darkened for a long time, replaced by pessimism and defeat.

“Maya understands the both of you better than you both do. I’ve always taken an interest in that boy. But he wasn’t a good match for Dante alone. He knows and understands his place. Maya is the buffer in your relationship. If he wasn’t there, and my airhead of a son really wanted to chase you… let’s just say that’s not something you want to experience. “Taiga, you might be at the top of the food chain, even higher than my son, but an Enigma is a lost cause.” Taiga’s face twisted in confusion. Phoebe sighed, shaking her head. “Let me explain better.” She gestured toward a bench nearby. Reluctantly, Taiga followed, and the two of them sat. “The system is weird,” Phoebe began. “An Omega sits at

“Where I come from… Omegas like me didn’t have it easy.” Cassian’s gaze sharpens. “How hard?” I pick at the edge of my plate, struggling for words. “We were the lowest. Always last. No one listened, no one cared. Weak Omegas were… used, sometimes worse. Even where I come from, some women were treated badly.” My voice trembles, but I force myself to go on. “Not like in the dream, not as much, but still. Too many suffered.” Elias leans back, eyes dark with thought. “Even in another world, history repeats itself.”

’ Carlos reminded me and I hissed back at him. ‘He said I was one of them. What does that even mean?’ ‘That would be difficult to find out, considering we don't even know who or what they are.’ Carlos sighed. My mind went back to the fight and I was confused how they were able to fight back easily against a group of trained Alphas. That wasn't normal. That's when it suddenly flashed through my mind. The Apex Omegas. Professor Vargan had described them to be Omegas who possessed Alpha-level dominance and frightening physical strength. They were said to be unstable, dangerous and hunted to extinction decades ago.

Back To Together. Natasha's POV My eyes swiveled to the right and to the left as Ryan paced around his study taking historical books one after the other as he checked them. Anytime he didn't find anything useful he groaned and I sighed.I felt relieved as I opened up to Ryan,I told him everything that has been going on with me, starting with the time I was almost choked to death and how I burnt the garden. I was grateful Ryan didn't find me as a weirdo or thought that I needed mental treatment because all the facts in the history books all together stated that Omegas are the weakest in the chain rank and have no possibility of gaining immense strength.

Nexelex and Thersar smirked at his ogre remark: idiotic blood and life-sucking leech. “Well, let’s give it a try”, I said, ignoring his stupid remarks, and I said to a few omegas loudly enough for everyone to hear that they shall step forward when instructed. I didn’t mind link them as I needed everyone to be on the same page when it came to our further movements, my warriors faes, dwarves and vampires alike. The flash of fear tore through the eyes of my omegas, but I quickly suffocated it with my commanding aura that slipped away. They nodded submissively. Thersar raised his hands and opened his palms, releasing the black dust and smoke to wrap around my omegas. He instructed a few of his w

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.