Novel & Cerita Omni Man Please

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

’ Sierra and I nod solemnly. Himanshu blushes crimson. Did I mention he looks absolutely cute in it. ‘He is cute.’ Sierra blurted it aloud, making his cheeks pick a darker shade. ‘I know and way too innocent to be in this world. Dude Omega! I have nothing against you, I swear. It’s just that we are…umm…let’s just say the time ain’t in our favour. We are going through a demanding phase.’ ‘Then you may allow me to share the toughness. Who knows…maybe…just maybe I’d be able to help you.’ The cute omega offers, peering deep in my eyes. For some reason, his gaze makes me uncomfortable.

I may be his Luna, but he's still bigger than me, and even a Delta 3 is a step up from an Omega. He slowly lifts his head and his eyes finally look at me and I smile at him. "See, I'm not one of those big strong muscular men. I'm just an omega . I may be your Luna, but you're still a step up from me. So tell me, what has you so down?"

The lead guys scoffed. “What is your point?” I stepped closer, and I sniffed. “Your what? A low gamma?” I threw my head back and laughed. “Are you fucking kidding me?” The man looked bewildered. “What?” “You are the lowest rank fucking possible, and you think you have the right to bully an omega?” I laughed harder. Bending down at my waist to catch my breath. While I was bent over, I grabbed for the omega. “Get up.” His eyes flashed to mine and I could see a tiny bit of panic, but it was smothered by the hope there. Once he stood, I wrapped my arm around his waist. “Let me be very clear here.” I stepped closer to the male. “An omega is more important than your fucking pathetic rank. And you

They had never imagined such a possibility, and now it was within their grasp. "My father," I announced, my voice steady, "will lead the omegas. He is a man of honor and integrity, and he will guide you with the wisdom of his years. Under his leadership, you will build a community where all are valued, where all can thrive." The omegas erupted in cheers, their joy palpable. My father, standing nearby, stepped forward, his expression a mixture of pride and humility. He had always been a guiding force in my life, and now he would be a guiding force for the omegas, helping them to build a future where they could stand tall and proud.

I would always hear whispers from the pack members of how cursed I was by causing my mother's death and denying my father the chance to have his mate and a real heir a man of his status deserves. The Moon Goddess had marked me as defective from the start. I couldn’t shift. In the world of shifters where strength is determined with war, claws, teeth and bones, I am seen as an anomaly. A weak spineless Omega who has one of the strongest alphas for a father. And to worsen it all, a latent. Tonight, preparations are in full swing for the Moon Goddess’s ball. Silver lights are being hung and all the tables are decorated in flowers and velvet satin tablecloths. I take note of how beautiful the gra

I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing. “How is my wolfless omega doing?” “What do you want, Anita?” Roxanne asked quietly. The news I had just dropped, made her weak as it made me. “I wasn't speaking to you. The wolfless omega has a mouth to respond. Or has she lost her speaking ability? Ah, you are really unfortunate” “I can speak and I am not wolfless” I replied. I had a lot I need to do and speaking to Anita and her minors isn't one of them.

Pain flared, but I ignored it, my focus solely on protecting Hyacinth. “Stay away from her!” I shouted, positioning myself between the woman and my daughter. The woman laughed, circling me like a predator. “You’re brave for an omega,” she said, her voice mocking. “But bravery won’t save you.” “Try me,” I growled, my hands curling into fists. Behind me, I could hear Hyacinth’s frantic whispers as she tried to wake Alistair. “Alistair, please,” she sobbed. “I need you. Wake up. Please.”

My lips crack with thirst. The door creaks open. Light slices into the dark. My heart leaps in terror, expecting Clara’s shadow. But it’s not her. A hand slips in. Trembling. Thin. In it, a piece of bread and a dented cup of water. I lift my gaze. Another Omega stands there, eyes wide with fear and pity. “Eat,” she whispers. “Please. Before they come back.” Tears sting my eyes, hot and humiliating. Not for the pain, not for the rejection. But for this—the fragile kindness of an omega.

The med team patched me up fast—wrapped my wrist, checked the bruises. Emmett stayed glued to my side. I finally asked, "Who... exactly are you?" "OmniSphere's my family's company. I'm the heir." He said it like it was no big deal. I just stared. OmniSphere. One of the top ten global giants. But the way he looked at me—like he was the one hurting—I had to laugh. "I'm the one all banged up. Why do you look worse than me?"