Novel & Cerita The Omega Princess

This led the moon goddess to rain down her wrath upon her people, and after a hundred years of drought and famine in the five Kingdoms, the moon goddess — Cessi, listened to the prayers of her people and gave each Kingdom an Omega. An Omega is a rare and special creation with distinct features of a crescent moon on their forehead. The people were advised to treat the Omegas as embodiments of the moon goddess herself and once in a year an anniversary is held in the name of the moon goddess, whereby the Omegas are to dance traditionally to glorify her name.

Alden, Jax, Theron, and Rowan stepped out, forming a loose semicircle a few paces back. My brothers. My maybe‑mates. My war. “They sold an omega,” I thought again, fingers curling on the cold stone. “They’ll face a princess.” And not just any princess. One with a curse, a mark, and six wolves at her back who refused to call her property. Bloodthorn had drawn their line. We’d drawn ours. The horizon between them glowed, faint and dangerous, under the watchful eye of a moon that had seen worse and would see worse again.

When the strike came, she dodged it, and cornered him. Then, suddenly, her claws flared. It wasn't the usual claw, not the type to be hidden. It came out blazing molten silver, big enough for the smallest pup to see from the upper level. The warrior staggered back, shock evident on his face. Then, the little Omega rose, her shoulders rising with her, eyes glowing violet. The crowd erupted in shock. Some were amazed, while others wallowed in unbelief. “Impossible! That's not happening!” Cael hissed in shock also.

Leah is now walking towards him. "Watch your mouth, woman! It looks like you forgot who I am!" No way! Why is he the only one with the chance to get angry? Is it because she's omega that her mouth should be closed as well? "You know what? It's all your fault!" Leah pointed at him with her finger; she doesn't care if he kills her right now. She needed to say everything she wanted because it's indeed all his fault! "Who are you to blame the Prince? Remember that you are far different from me. Aside from being an outsider in our territory, you should be thankful that I haven't killed you yet!" Amoux also got up from sitting, and he was now towering over her.

She cast her head down and muttered a small apology. My eyebrows raised in surprise as I heard her voice. It was soft and light—like she seemed kind. However, I quickly shook my head to get rid of such thoughts. This woman is still an omega, no matter how kind she may sound. At the end of the day, that is what omegas are most known as—weak and pretentious. “I don’t accept your apology,” I said in a cold voice. “How could you apologize to a prince with your face covered with a cloak?”

I explained and they nodded. "We can understand that, Little One. And I can see why you'd be afraid that we would just lock you away. Believe me, I'm sure that the thought has crossed all our minds." Sean spoke up and the others nodded. "But we know that doing that would break you, princess. We know that you value your freedom and we will try to find a way to protect you without restricting you too much." Dad added. I sighed. I knew that this was going to be a pain in the ass. I was an Omega AND the Alpha's daughter. I was always surrounded by overprotective wolves.

I whispered, my hands shaking uncontrollably. "You did," Kael said. He stepped closer, inspecting my face. "Your eyes... they were glowing." "Glowing?" "Gold," Kael said. "Pure gold." He looked back at the road where Thorne had knelt. "That was an Alpha Command," Kael said. "You forced an Alpha to kneel with a thought." "I'm an omega," I said, panic rising in my throat. "That's impossible." Kael looked at me, and this time, there was no doubt in his eyes. Only awe. "No," he said. "You're not an omega." He took my hand, his grip tight. "You're a Queen.”

It was more like a cage on wheels that held me. My hands and feet were bound in chains, barred with enchanted silver so I couldn’t run. "Isn't this the mighty Ayvoc princess those Crossvale bastards wouldn't stop chatting about?!" The second guard snickered as I watched them through my covered hair. I was the Ayvoc, the all-sacred and pure omega, the only female omega born to the Crossvale pack. A princess and daughter to the chief, a figure who once revered my people and a life bound to no man.

“I’ll let our Alpha and Luna explain everything to you when they get here. In the meantime, Fiona can catch you up on the pack. She has been waiting patiently to talk to you. She is also an omega, just like you.” What? An omega? That can’t be possible. I turn and look at Fiona. Before I can even ask, she smiles and says, “Yes. I’m an omega. We have a few of them here, including Luna Katelyn and Bridget, who will someday be a High Elder just like her mother.” The doctor clears his throat and adds, “I’ll leave you two to talk for a bit, but I’ll be back in when Alpha Wyatt and Luna Katelyn get here. If anything happens before then, let me know.”

maverick shouts Vera tints her neck at the symbol of submission to the alpha as feel on her knees due to the influence of the alpha aura that came off the prince at that moment in waves. "We had one job for you, and that was to take care of her, the castle is the most secure place how was she able to walk out the gate without being caught,she's an Omega and omegas are prohibited from leaving the castle" marcel says as he waited for explanation from vera.