Young Omni Man Novels & Stories

Orion’s muscles clenched underneath his shirt. He arched both his brows, silently asking me to keep talking. “I am not Raya. My name is Sameen, and I was killed by a child and a jealous beta,” I revealed. “And I somehow miraculously woke up in this body. I’m glad to be away from them, but one thing still lingers in my heart, wanting me to return to their pack.” His brows knitted into a deep frown of confusion as he eyed me from over his thick and long lashes.

"In front of each of you, there is a sheet and a brush. You will outline the most appropriate course of action for the given problem. The participant with the best response will win this round." "Does that peasant even have the ability to read or write?" a brunette, dressed in layers of elegant tulle, whispered to her friend, who giggled and cast glances at Hailey. Hailey wasn't offended. Why would she be? Such remarks had been commonplace throughout her life. It was a widespread belief that Omegas were incapable of understanding even basic concepts. As Luna Renesme began to read the question from the scroll, Hailey picked up the brush and dipped it into the inkpot.

It provokes in me the realization of what an awful person I am capable of becoming. Blake laughs and gives the impression that the matter is entirely under control. But, there was suddenly a cough coming from a man, and I had hoped that we might converse for a more extended period. When I started paying attention to what was going on in the area around me, I found out that the person who was bothering me was one of the omegas in his pack. He was a young man of 22 years old. It has been decided that he will not be allowed to observe the three of us together since our situation may become complicated if he is present.

Of course, he was her Alpha so he automatically had a link with her just as he did with everyone else in the pack but Ro's wolf didn't know that since the omega and Alpha's wolves had never communicated before. But, if Omar should talk to Asuka now, the wolf would recognize him as her Alpha and Venkat didn't want to scare her off. "What friend?" he nudged. "Juan," she responded. "A boy?" Omar couldn't help but get jealous and he didn't even bother to hide it. "Yeah, i was 11 and it was a game. He was an omega." "Where's he?" "He's dead." Oh. "Yeah, i can see the anger fading away," she giggled lowly.

Scarlet leaned closer to the mirror, noticing something familiar about the smaller male, and her eyes widened as she realized, instantly she turned and pulled the man forcefully away by his clothes, shielding the other male who hid behind her back. The man smirked, annoyed at the thought of being interrupted from his fun. "And who are you, do you want to enjoy the fun cute?" He licked his lips lustfully as he took in Scarlet's body. Scarlet cringed with disgust "You are so disgusting, forcing yourself on a helpless Omega!" she exclaimed, shielding the poor boy. Compared to female Omegas, male Omegas were the weakest and would give into anyone that tried to have their way with them but male O

I would have refused because I’m stubborn, but I didn’t want to be naked in front of him any longer. For some reason, I can’t mind-link my pack, my parents, nor my triplet counterparts. My brothers will be going out of their minds with worry. They’ve never been able to deal with me being too far away from them for long periods. No one knows why, and no one can explain it, though it may have something to do with me being their Omerian Alpha. An Omerian is the most powerful female Alpha alive; they’re also incredibly rare. Though my brothers were born Romerian, the male equivalent of an Omerian and should be able to handle things without me, I am the superior Alpha, and they follow me blindly.

Maisey’s face says more than I care to know about the boy. “Dylan!” I gasp. “We have three male Omegas. One is only nine years old, the others are sixteen and eighteen, though the eighteen year old looks to be even younger than the sixteen year old. They all live with family members, but I can call them to the office,” Dylan says. “I need to speak to each of them individually, in my office. They may not be so comfortable with you,” I sigh. “I guess it is time to start leading our people in a better direction.”

She turned the chair around to face me and sat down. "My name is Sasha Copperman." "Copperman?" I murmured bluntly while nodding. I don't know why. "Yes, Copperman, my family was part of one of the most blessed packs in the whole of Oceania." "I am really sorry to abrupt you during this whole copper thing, but that's not what I asked you. What am I doing here? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?. "

The Hall was a large one, accompanied with his throne in it. The people who were all present there made me feel more guilty, I remembered the Humiliation I faced before I managed to come to this pack, I wasn't going to let the same incident happen twice. "I..., I am from the Crystal Moon pack" I stuttered as I said.. because I knew the weight of the word I had just said. Being an Omega from another pack could only mean two things, either you were sent as a spy from the other pack, or you had sexual intercourse with a beta from the other pack..

Before Carla could continue, John interrupted with a puzzled expression, "Omega?" "Ah yes, the pillar of the packs! Omegas are essential; they're not warriors, but they are the lifeblood of the pack. Both male and female Omegas can bear offspring," Carla stated. John burst into laughter, a hearty sound filling the car. "Hahaha, good one, Carla," he said, his gaze fixed on her, only to realize she wasn't joking. His laughter trailed off into a perplexed expression. "Wait, how?" he stammered.