Novel & Cerita Omegaverse Scenting

•• Victoria’s POV ••• It began not with a howl—but a scent. The signature blend of black currant, sandalwood, and jasmine hit the market in a quiet surge, spreading like wildfire. Whispers turned into excitement, and excitement turned into obsession. The scent belonged to me—Victoria of the Palemane Claws Pack. If someone had told me months ago that I’d one day watch my name trend globally, I would’ve cried and begged the Moon Goddess for it to be true. But here I was, standing in the middle of my office, staring at the screen as order numbers climbed faster than I could breathe.

Allen didn't like it at all, but since it was Ohm Cafe, she wore it anyway. "Hello, they're gorgeous. It smells lovely in here...or is that just your scent?" Seth purred. Every Omega had a unique scent. To some people, their scent smelled heavenly, and to others, it smelled horrible. It depended on the person. However, to most people, Allen's scent was on the heavenly side. She smelled like Vanilla with chocolate chip cookies, along with the smell of rain. To some people, it would sound weird that those things would smell good together, but they did.

My fingers curled and fused and my eyesight became clear as day and I could count the terrified faces staring back at me. And then I was standing. Huge and taller than any wolf I’d ever seen And then, the silence broke in a different way. For twenty-two years, I had smelled like nothing but now, a scent I never thought I had exploded from my skin so powerful it made the wolves in the front row gag and stumble back. It was the smell of rare flowers that only bloom in the dark. Midnight Orchid and Ozone. The scent of a Queen.

The mixed scents of her sweat, pussy, and ass fill my nostrils and lungs like a drug. “I need to taste you,” I groan. This is so wrong. This is no ordinary omega I'm sniffing. She is an outsider. My sworn enemy. Still, I find myself powerless to resist her. Never before have I smelled such strong omega heat. "Yes," the omega sighs wetly as his mouth changes cock again. “Do it, Kane. Eat me. Eat my pussy and my ass. ”

He heard they were very painful and uncomfortable, so he happily took them every month. The scent neutralizers he took were also expensive because he put them on every day. He knew only Alphas could smell Omega scents, but he didn't want to risk people finding out he was an Omega, so he also needed money for that. It wasn't like he was poor; he just had enough to come by. He didn't complain about his life, and he was happy with the way he lived right now. Those few side effects couldn't keep him down.

It was hard to believe that just last night, she had been radiating power, a fiery aura that had almost overwhelmed me. I couldn't explain it, the way her scent had changed. It wasn't just a difference in intensity, it was a shift in the very essence of it. The sweet, floral notes that normally dominated had been replaced by a deeper, richer fragrance, laced with a hint of wildness. It was the scent of an omega, a scent that called to my primal instincts, tugging at my alpha nature.

Inid couldn't sleep, she was also worried about her cousin Emilia who hadn't fully grown up yet, especially since Emily was an Omega who hadn't learned enough self-defense skills. Inid walked over and reached out to Caesar, "Cousin." Caesar abruptly stopped, he leaned slightly, capturing from the air a familiar scent that made him uncontrollably tremble. A faint, Omega pheromone scent, like the first blooming jasmine in the early morning, white buds hung with trembling dew, cold and fragile, the scent so pure that it seemed blasphemous to even have impure thoughts. Caesar's heart stopped, and his breath momentarily disappeared, the familiar scent made him suspect he was still in a nightmare

Two vigils stayed at that spot while the remaining eighteen crossed the river and started sniffing. Bernadette caught a faint mixed-scent of vampires and lycans, and they headed in that particular direction. After dashing for only a mile, the trail just stopped. “Scent sprays. Damn these proditors,” VIG 009, Dominic cursed. Duica murmured, “This is the Forest of Oderem. This whole place is practically a scent-producing factory. Do synthetic scent sprays even work here? Wouldn’t the forest just wipe them out?”

Rage and disgust were painted on the young face she used. "Y-you are...?" Omnibus tried to open his mouth. He, too, was also dumbfounded. But his heart was pure. He didn't even have any thoughts of disgust toward me as he already knew that I was an Omega of this pack. But a feeling of homecoming and satiable attraction lingered in his presence. It filled my nostrils and made a heavenly scent that never smelled before. It was sweet and harmoniously hazy. It was a touch of vanilla and lavender. I couldn't help but close my eyes as I inhaled a lungful of his addictive scent. It was too empowering that I had forgotten what kind of situation I was in.

the High Priestess counters, adding; “And definitely not in an Omega. It is unheard of, in fact it is impossible,.” Fenric growls lowly under his breath at this. “Elders,” she turns now, addressing the semicircle of seated wolves near the front. “Have any of you, in all your centuries of living, heard of an Omega losing their scent?” “No,” says Elder Thorne who is so wrinkled with a silver scarred mark on the left side of his face. “Even newborn Omega pups scent the air way stronger than Alphas.”