The Omega For Sale Novels & Stories

When I looked at Nick, his mouth was open, equally stunned. But just then, the men were about to charge at us. I could probably handle three more on my own, but then Jack and the twins joined in, fighting alongside me. It felt like an action movie, but this fight was real, and it was intense. Jack had already called the police to capture these men. From what I learned from Jack, the alpha of in the pack had no idea what was going on here. Illegal activities were happening right under their noses. Girls who came there alone were being kidnapped and sold. Many had already been sold.

I could feel the footsteps of the other omegas on sale walking as we stood in a straight line. “Welcome to the annual omega sale in the shadow pack,” the emcee spoke, his voice blaring through the speakers in the hall. “We gather here today to sell out these women who have come of age so you could give them the best life attainable.” He announced. I nearly rolled my eyes. That was definitely what they said when deep in their minds they knew what they were going to do with us when they eventually bought us. “So, we should get started. The first girl, Alana Pierce, please come forward.” He announced.

I have a feeling that she's just here to piss me off and I can't possibly let her do that. “So you're the reason William came to see me that night?” she says from behind me before I can even take two steps away from her. What night is she refering to? “It's because he had found his mate...” she walks past me and stands in front of me again and looks at me from head to toe. “only, she's an Omega.” my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What is she talking about?

all leading to zero. "Rose... Rose?" I was pulled from my thoughts as I heard his voice. The way he said my name... it sent involuntary shivers through my spine. "Yes?" "Why are you so silent? Okay, let me introduce myself properly. I am an Omega from a rogue pack. I come from a-" I cut him off saying, "I don't need your life story here. We have a problem on our hands." He looked at me confused, "What problem?" I sighed and leaned forward, bringing my face closer to his, "I don't have a mate, especially not an omega mate."

He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was a Omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few exceptions to this rule like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for the most part, Omegas didn't get mates. The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough. Since I was a powerful Omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.

she shouted, earning a few groans from the other omegas. "They won't kill her," I assured, "a large part of their profits come from selling omegas, especially omega females since we're highly fertile." "Are you serious," she asked looking rather disgusted. "Yeah," I said, "you don't have to worry though they don't sell us till we're in our mid twenties." "Is that why I haven't seen any older omegas," she asked, "I always thought thy just killed them off." "Naw," I said, "that would be wasteful, and the Rhinestone pack is all about using everything to the fullest. We recycle and everything."

She looks at her beta again and he shrugs. "Why do you think you're scum because you're an omega? We wouldn't be anywhere without our omegas. They make sure we have clean clothes, equipment, fresh food. They are not our slaves. They are pack members who contribute just like everyone else." I just stare at her confused. "No? Omega's are slaves. We aren't part of the pack. We're underneath everyone else." "Who told you this? I think I'd like to meet this person who thinks every pack member isn't equal."

I thought I knew how hard a life an Omega has, but it turns out I still underestimated it. Omegas are the lowest rank in a pack. Their sin is not having a wolf in a werewolf pack, nothing else. They are dumped with the worst jobs and lamest resources. They get nothing, not even respect, or simply some appreciation for what they do for the pack when their job is actually essential. But that’s not their worst fate. I didn’t know there are people who kidnap Omegas for a living, to sell them to places far from their pack, and there are actually huge profits in it.

She didn't think it was that bad. "Why were we not told of this and there's a pack doctor that attends to everyone's illness and what sort of sickness that could grasp a supernatural creature. What was he, a human?" Autumn continued to glare. It was obvious the woman was lying to save her head from this mess. "It's pretty obvious, you're lying, what did you need the money for because the person in question is dead?!" "Why does that matter?" Gray chipped in. "I don't care what they needed the money for, the Omega was sold to me. He's mine to mate!" He gritted, feeling provoked. Why were they asking so many questions? He only needed the Omega male!