Omni-man Novels & Stories

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.

Still, they slid through. “Katie…” I staggered toward a glimmer in the trees—a pond, frozen clear. I fell to my knees at its edge. But the reflection wasn’t mine. Eyes burning crimson. A smile—cruel and tender all at once. His voice trembled through the ice: “You are enough, my little omega. More than enough. Always and forever.” My breath hitched. I pressed my hand against the surface. “Please—don’t leave me again, please! Vl—”

He reached out…and grabbed his shirt behind me, taking it away to his laundry bag. This man! How could he work me up so easily with just one sentence and then walk away unaffected every damned time? Every time I thought I would stand strong the next time he pulled a stunt like that I was proven terribly wrong. I collapsed like a marionette with cut strings. At least we didn't have sex. Although since I was no longer in heat it meant he must have used hormone blockers to stop the heat. A fairly new innovation in the werewolf world that was outrageously rare and expensive.

I yelled out while donning a pair of pants. As he entered the room, he responded with "Yes, Alpha." "What exactly is taking place here?" I inquired, but my motivation was merely to satisfy my own curiosity. "An omega is rumored to have stolen a ring belonging to a Luna," according to the rumor. It was his statement. Have you taken it? Oh, now, come on.

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.

she couldn't help but comment. _ Mate is impressed. Mate loves the pack house. Hurry up and show Mate our den!" exclaimed Maska happily as he leaped into Magnus' mind. Magnus grinned at his soulmate and placed a chaste kiss against her lips. "No idea, and that's what the Omegas are for." Bianca squinted her nose and eyes at him for a moment. "Omegas are what you call the pack's maintenance staff?" Magnus laughed softly at the remark she had just made and began to climb the impressive interior staircase, a clever mix of marble and precious wood.

Right. “Hehehe… Yes. Talk to mommy.” Ah, just my luck. This is High Elder Ben’s son. Wait. High Elder Ben is a man. Does that mean….? “Heheheeee… Yes. Mommy omega.” Ugh… I have never heard of male omegas before, and now I’m running into them all the time. What is next? I’m almost afraid to even ask. Suddenly, High Elder Ben’s stern voice booms through my head. “Sorry, Jimmy. My son is exploring his abilities. I will have a talk with him to not disturb you again.”

-Are you sure he won't be upset for not answering him? -I'm sure if. It is Michel Norman, he is an alpha specialized in the area of ​​facial aesthetics, very powerful by the way, but his disrespectful character has caused him to lose a lot of contacts and clients. There is even a rumor that he wanted to take advantage of the omega of a friend of his. I don't know if it's true, but this world is a handkerchief and the news spreads like water and once you get soaked it's very difficult to dry yourself off- Aidan nodded and took the non-alcoholic drink Dominic offered him after an employee placed it on the table.

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.

Coach Joe asked enthusiastically. "Do you like male Omegas?" asked the man in the brown shirt. "They're rare and expensive." "I'll pay any price. They say male Omegas will keep Alphas youthful," said Coach Joe. When the men in front of him looked at each other, it was as if they had a way of communicating through their gazes. Then, the man in the red shirt took a business card from his wallet and handed it to Coach Joe. "Here, you can call this number if you're interested." Coach Joe stared at the business card. Beautiful House. The supplier.