The Omega For Sale Novels & Stories

I needed him to understand this was important to me, not just an idea that would fade with time. “I have been thinking about something for months.” I said. “I didn’t want to speak until I was sure.” Ryan nodded. “Go on, I’m listening.” I shifted forward in my chair. “I want to build an Omega Forum. a real one, not just a place where omegas gather to complain or hide. A place with structure, protection, and purpose.” His eyes sharpened slightly, not with anger, but with interest that gave me courage. “Omegas are always spoken for.” I continued.

An omega to be sold when it suited him. Lord Ulric Duskbane was no better. Heavyset with graying hair and calculating brown eyes, he always carried a cane, though no one knew if he truly needed it. He was the Pack’s financial head, the one who controlled the wealth, and he only cared about one thing! Which was money. He was the one who profited most from the omega trade. He saw me as property. Something to be used and discarded when I no longer held value. Then there was Lord Vance. He was quiet, always watching, waiting for weakness. If Kieran ever showed even the smallest sign of faltering, Vance would be the first to challenge him. I have been observant to know each of their schemes.

Omegas sold like trash. Now it was real. Darkness swallowed the edges. Spotlights stabbed the center stage. Shadows hid the buyers,rich wolves, heartless, eyes hungry. Other omegas slumped against walls. Eyes dead. Some cried silent tears. Most just stared blank. “Next lot!” The auctioneer bellowed. “Fresh. Some bonds intact. Wolves still strong.” Lies. They shoved Eryx onstage with four others. Light blinded him. He felt their stares,like hands picking him apart.

"The police? They're on his payroll. The media? He owns half of it." "So I'm helpless." "No," I said. "You're vulnerable. There's a difference." I walked around the island until I was standing in front of her. She had to look up at me, but she held her ground. "You need a status that overrides his," I said. "I'm an omega. I have no status." "You do if you belong to a higher Alpha." She narrowed her eyes. "I told you. I'm not a property." "And I told you this is business."

He won't and I could see the wave of rage crasging over Damien as he raised his hand to hit him but he didn't have to bother. The moment the wolf finished talking, he began to choke and his face turned an almost purplish red. "Goddess!" I gasped covering my mouth shocked. Damien shook him but it was already too late, he was gone. Damien pried his mouth open while I looked away. Then he confirmed what I suspected. "He had a wolfsbane pill." It was a death pill of sorts. It contained enough concentrated wolfsbane to kill a strong virile Wolf once taken.

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

But in this darkness, Madame Maggie emerged as a beacon of hope, lately she has been secretly nourishing me with meals free of wolfsbane, risking her own safety for my well-being. School was my only respite but now am done with it, yet even there, Myra, Alpha Lowell's daughter, ensured my misery. A troublemaker and bully, she took delight in tormenting me both in the classroom and within the pack house walls. And then there was Luna Desi, Alpha Lowell's mate, whose very gaze could petrify. She was a force not to be trifled with, ensuring that I remained in the shadow of the label 'worthless omega.' So the ball wasn't just only about finding a mate to me; it's about breaking free from the ch

I forced myself to look into his eyes and asked my voice hollow And what are these terms? Arguing with him was a waste of time, it was better to accept this. This was my chance to enjoy luxury, I had suffered, abused and kick around by my step mother and step sister. Going back wasn't an option. Besides no one would know that the Alpha's mate was an Omega. If this was the way the moon goddess was going to answer my prayer then so be it. His voice was void of warmth and was so informal as if we were talking about some routine business deal and he leaned back in his chair again.

“If you have any information about that Omega we will pay you a reward. Twenty golden coins, this is my card. Contact us if you learn something about her. Good day sir.” “Thank you, I will.” Arya heard them leaving. Aron went inside only to see a scared pale face of Alice. “It’s OK, Arya right? What happened, why did you run away?” He looked concerned. As scared as she was, Arya knew she has to convince the boy to keep his mouth shut. “They wanted to sell me to some old Alpha.” She said quietly. Omega trafficking wasn’t nothing new, Aron nodded in understanding. “Don’t worry, you are safe with me. I won’t tell anybody about it.” He reassured her.