Omegaverse Wattpad Novels & Stories

"Tomorrow morning, eight o'clock. Report to the library. Basic literacy class starts then. After that, you'll be learning a lot more than just words." Leo frowned hard. "Why do I need any of that?" "I'm a werewolf." "Werewolves still need to eat, still need money, and still end up in debt and bankrupt," Margaret replied coolly. She lifted a hand and pointed at me. "Ava's an Omega. She has no wolf spirit, and she can't shift. But last month, with one financial report and a few debt agreements, she pushed your father's entire pack straight into bankruptcy." Margaret looked back at Leo.

“Our alpha, Wyatt, is excited to meet you. You will be the first omega from the outside of the pack he has ever met. Unlike most other packs whose Lunas are betas, our pack usually has an omega for our Luna. However, Wyatt’s mate was a beta, which was a first for us. However, she was killed in a fight a few years back.” I nod my head. Well, besides my best friend Bridget and her mother, who are also omegas, this is the first time I’m hearing of other omegas. Can it really be true? However, I can’t focus on much else as my heart and body aches. Right now, I just want to eat, take a bath, and get some rest. As I watch the scenery whiz past, I can’t help but to wonder if they will let me

Skyla's happiness disappeared. That weird thing happening to her hand just freaked her out. She was literally shaking as she glanced at her backhand and shrieked, "What was that?" The werewolves never had inherited tattoos, especially the omegas. "I have been an omega since birth! Then how come something as strange as that happens to me?"

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

Zeph’s POV The next day, as I walked down the hallway, lost in thought, someone blocked my path. Karex. She gave me a smug smile as she crossed her arms. Her eyes were filled with pride and confidence, making me feel sick. "Not so proud now," she sneered, her voice dripping with mockery. "Being an omega that is seen as a curse suits you." Ah. So her father told her. “And being a delusional person suits you too,” I replied. Just because I was given an order, doesn’t mean I will tolerate someone’s stupid attitude.

She turned the chair around to face me and sat down. "My name is Sasha Copperman." "Copperman?" I murmured bluntly while nodding. I don't know why. "Yes, Copperman, my family was part of one of the most blessed packs in the whole of Oceania." "I am really sorry to abrupt you during this whole copper thing, but that's not what I asked you. What am I doing here? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?. "

Aurelia, the blonde one asked. "Flavour for what?" I was so overwhelmed by their excitement. "Bath flavor, we would like to prepare a bath for you and wash you clean." Elgiva was all smiles as she spoke. "I doubt I do have a favorite flavor," I said honestly. It was quite obvious that they had no information about my background and did not have a clue that I was just an omega before... Before Blake. I sighed content at the thought and shook the ill thoughts of my past away.

The symbols moved, rearranging into words,a prophecy written in fire: *When the moon is dark and fear is sown The scentless one will crack the stone No wolf, no pack, no home, no kin The lone omega walks alone within* *Power sleeps in fragile bones Waiting for the sacred tones When old mark meets living breath The spell will break, the bond will death* *Beware the one who should not be The key, the lock, the omega free When he wakes, all wolves will fall Mortality will claim them all* The words burned deep in Aeris’s mind.

No matter how much I shook them off, they just wouldn't leave. I looked down at my phone as it rang. I smiled when Jackson's name flashed on the screen. "Hey baby," "Bunny, what's omegaverse?" Michael's confused voice boomed into the device, with Jackson laughing close by. "Where'd you get that?" I asked, laughing softly. "I'm reading a book with Jackson. One of your collections. It's a wolf book, and it says something about omegaverse. Jackson says it's a man getting pregnant."

“Planned. All of it.” I reached out and turned the page myself. My fingers left bloody prints on the screen. There was a whole section about Omegas. Rare Omegas. Ones born every few hundred years with power that can break curses or make entire packs unstoppable. My name was not on the page yet, but there was a blank line waiting. And under it, in my father’s handwriting: Raven Blackthorne – last chance or final weapon. I stepped back as if the screen burned me. Ethan grabbed my hand, his palm was warm. “Baby, look at me.”