Olivia
I'm Olivia Wilde of the Silver Moon pack. Most omegas might complain about their lot in life, but not me. I'm lucky, I suppose. I have a more progressive pack where we aren't treated as poorly as we would be in some packs. Our Alpha Stephan, and our Luna Circe, find it important that they foster a sense of duty and purpose in every member, including those of us born into the omega lot in life. It's pretty hard to raise your station when you're born an omega. It's not impossible, mind you, but the exceptions are rare and usually the result of some extraordinary ability. Me? I'm perfectly normal, for the most part. I'm average looking, I get average grades, my parents have average jobs, and I have average friends. That might sound pretty sad to some people, but I'm quite content with the life I live.
My parents had other mates once, and they were all friends in high school. The summer after they graduated they went on a camping trip and they were all attacked by rogues. Both of their mates were killed in the attack, and instead of turning bitter and swearing revenge they clung to one another for solace. They thought they might become chosen mates, but the Moon Goddess must have heard their pleas, because one morning they woke up and realized they had become fated mates. They've been sickeningly in love ever since. It's embarrassing sometimes, the things they get into, really. Still, their love story has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and because of it my siblings and I have always taken to heart the importance of the Moon Goddess in our lives. We've had our heads filled with stories about how wonderful life will be once we find the one she made just for us, but as for me? I don't know. I can't picture it, but maybe that's because I haven't turned 18 yet.
I'm still a senior in high school, and a few of my friends have found their mates, More often though, they've gotten their hearts broken when their boyfriend or girlfriend turned 18 and found their true mate and left someone crying and hurt. Because of that I've always avoided any romantic entanglements. Sure, I've dated. I've kissed a few boys. I even came close to going all the way with one, but something in me made him stop. I just couldn't see tying myself to someone without knowing it was the right person.
I want happiness like my parents have. Sure they fight. Every couple does, but in the end they always know they belong together, and unlike the humans that attended our school, being a product of divorce is pretty rare among our pack. In the meantime I have been content just dating and living my life, free of the stress and competitiveness you see in the higher ranking members of the pack. I know my place, and I like my place. Not many can say that, can they?
My dad's a gardener on the pack lands. I've never seen anyone that can grow things like he can. It doesn't matter if they're fancy flowers and hedges, or huge heads of lettuce for our pack dinners. Some say it's a supernatural gift of his, but I just think he loves what he does. I certainly didn't inherit the trait. I kill every plant he gives me except one. There's a purple orchid in my bedroom that's been alive for a while now. Of course, he tries to be sneaky so I don't know he comes in while I'm at school and waters it, but I can smell when he's been in my room.. My sense of smell is pretty strong - stronger than most, I'm told, and there are other things I'm better at than most, but that doesn't really matter when you're an omega.
My mom's a cook in the pack kitchen. I didn't inherit my dad's ability to plant, but I certainly did inherit my mom's love of cooking! I've been working in the pack kitchen after school and on weekends for the past few years, and it's pretty clear where my place is going to be inside the pack. The cooks have all taken to teaching me, and sometimes instead of serving and washing dishes they let me work alongside them. I've been saving up my wages since I started working in the kitchen in the hopes of going to culinary school some day.