Pregnant And Rejected Omega Novels & Stories

"After tomorrow's full moon celebration, we'll perform the ritual. Be ready." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving me trembling in the doorway. As he disappeared from view, whispers erupted around me, quickly growing into murmurs and then outright conversation. "Rejected!" "The Alpha rejected his mate!" "Who would choose someone like her anyway?" “I heard she’s actually an Omega” “Really? No wonder he rejected her. An Alpha mated to an Omega. Hilarious!” Through tear-blurred vision, I saw Fina pushing through the crowd toward me, triumph written across her features. Beside her, Aunt Meredith watched with cold satisfaction.

Dread curls its way to my lungs as I try to contemplate if he is messing with me, but nothing gives on his expression, making dizziness claim me as my breaths grow short. Bile rises in my throat as I recall that there was no condom used. But the fall... surely that should have triggered a miscarriage or something, or was nothing formed then? Wait, he has to be messing with me... right? I am a recessive omega. I can't get pregnant unless... No... "N-no, no! That's not possible; even if I was in heat, I am a recessive omega!" Ah...fuck, what the hell did I just say?

It’s good to have someone to confide in that won’t tell me what I should do all the damn time. “I know what he did to Jenna scared you, but she needs you, man. You know what it’ll do to her when you reject her. She’s an Omega; the rejection period will kill her, Luther. There’s no doubt about that. It won’t matter how many times you tell yourself that she’ll be okay; Jenna will never be okay. Reject her, don’t reject her, but the end will always be the same.” He’s right, and I hate it. An Omega can’t survive the rejection process; not one has been recorded in history to have done so.

"Do whatever you want to do, Mr. Fucking Alpha Alfred. I wish you good luck in your coronation with your newfound Luna!" My tone sounded serious as I stared at him. I could see his facial expression turning into a puzzled, perplexed one. I scoffed hard. What was he expecting me to do? Plead? No way, at least I'm not stupid enough to not know my worth. I could be weak, an orphan, easy to deceive, but not stupid to the extent of begging. That was what he might be expecting from an omega like me. And this baby that I'm carrying for him? I gazed at it, then removed my eyes so he wouldn't notice me. All I know is that I will raise the child all by myself!

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The surprise hit me, and I gasped softly, trying to push the sensation away. I opened my eyes and saw Kaidon leaning against the wall, nervously biting his nails. The doctor was still hovering near me, her hands moving around my stomach with that careful, clinical precision. I remembered the conversation I had with Sage earlier, but I was holding onto hope that the doctor was finding out that I was okay—that everything was going to be fine. There was no way I could have been injected with something that would leave me infertile. Sage had to know that the first pregnancy for an Omega was risky. It often led to at least one of the pups, usually the runt, not making it.

“You’re my mate?” People started murmuring, turning to look. Some snickered. “I’d rather tear my own heart out,” he said, his voice cruel and clear, “than be mated to a pathetic Omega.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. Someone actually laughed. I felt my knees wobble, but I forced myself to stand tall. My hands were trembling. “I… I don’t understand,” I said, my voice breaking despite myself. “The bond…” “I reject you,” Jake said, cutting me off. “I reject this bond. I reject you RIAN VIRELLI.”

"Elara, I don't think—" "Just meet him," she insisted. "Please? Kael's grandmother is pushing him to fill the manor with 'suitable Omegas' for breeding. I'd rather help you find a good future before she decides to auction you off to one of her allies." The word breeding made my stomach turn. In wolf packs, low-ranking Omegas had no rights. They were assigned, claimed, used. I had seen it happen. "One meeting," I said. Grayson Thornwood was exactly as advertised. Steady. Polite. He smelled of cedar and road dust. He didn't leer or posture like the Alphas I'd grown up around.

I let myself understand what I already know. I am pregnant. I do not know who the father is. I am an unmated, rejected, curse-born Omega in a pack that already has more reasons than it needs to throw me away. I have approximately four weeks before anyone can see, four weeks to figure out the impossible. The moonlight comes through my window. I hold my hand in it. For a moment, just a moment, there is that warmth again. That shimmer. That feeling, impossible and specific of being recognized by something that does not care what this pack decided I was.

her mother warned sharply. The moment Kaelen’s hand brushed her arm, the bond between them ignited violently. A blast of silver energy threw him backward across the clearing. He slammed into the fractured ground hard enough to crack stone. Lucian cursed, immediately moving toward him. Kaelen shoved himself upright, stunned. Not injured but shaken because for the first time Icarra’s power had rejected him. Icarra dropped to her knees with a cry. Silver markings spread across her skin like moonlit fire, curling around her arms and stomach. The mark over her womb glowed brightest of all. Alive. Breathing. And then her wolf emerged. Not completely human.