My Sweet Nightmare | Omegaverse

Chapter 1

Kyle sat in the waiting room of Soul Match Agency, picking at his fingernails. He brought his best friend as emotional support, but she wasn't being much of a help right now. Fina was busy on social media, reading gossip about Dhasur Royalty.

"What is the point of bringing you here if you are not going to hype me up?" Kyle snapped.

"Why are you nervous? I thought you already made up your mind."

"So what if I made up my mind? It's a big decision. What if they find someone who I don't like." Kyle decided to sign up for Soul Match's mate-finding services out of wimp. He didn't think of all the scenarios of how it could go wrong. They could find someone way older than him. Maybe someone ugly, someone rude, or someone who Kyle didn't like. The possibilities were endless. He knew he had to be biologically compatible with an Alpha for him to recognize him as his mate. But what about mental and emotional compatibility?

It wasn't common for a nineteen-year-old to actively look for a mate. Nineteen-year-old omegas usually explored and had fun before they decided to settle down. It could take years or even decades to find a true mate. Some omegas don't mind waiting, some settled for Alphas who were not their true mate, but Kyle wanted a mate and he wanted it before he turned twenty.

People dreamt of becoming famous, successful, and rich, but Kyle dreamt of having a family.

Kyle grew up in an orphanage. He was left at the doorstep of the orphanage as a newborn. He grew up longing for a family.

When he was six a family came to spend time with them during their child's birthdays, which in hindsight was cruel. Celebrating birthdays at orphanages should be banned. Every child at that orphanage must have felt jealous of the kid. Having loving parents was a dream for them.

Much like the other kids in the orphanage, Kyle didn't know what selfless love felt like. He had seen how the mothers cradled their young ones and kissed their foreheads. For babies in the orphanage, it was always the cold and lonely bassinets. Robin had heard those babies cry all night long. In the name of affection, all they got was a warm bottle of milk shoved in their mouths to quiet their cries and never a warm hug from a parent. Kyle had decided very young that when he turned eighteen and got out of the orphanage he would find his mate and start a family. When he had his kid, he would give it the love Kyle never got.

Kyle moved to Tombark, the Dhasur Capital, to pursue a degree as well as find his soulmate. He must have met thousands of Alphas in his quest to find a mate but he never resonated with any one of them. He had read all the books about signs of finding your mate, and he felt none of the signs with those Alphas. Although he knew Omegas did not have that strong of an instinct to recognize a mate as an Alpha. So every time he asked the Alpha if they thought he was their mate he got an expression that clearly said..'are you mental'. No one wanted a lifelong commitment, every Alpha he met was looking for something temporary.

The last Alpha he went out with almost dragged him to a nearby hotel because he was close to his rut. Kyle should have put charges on him. It was the last nail in the coffin. I

Kyle decided to sign up for the Mate Finding Agency to make his life easier. He was going to put up all his life's savings to find a mate.

"I think I need to go poop," Kyle said, placing a hand on his twisting stomach.

"No, you don't. It's your nerves. Do you need a smoke?" Frida said, discreetly showing him the grassy stuff she smoked.

"You know I can't," Kyle grumbled. "And what's that doing in your bag? I asked you to not smoke it around me."

"God, Kyle, you are not going to get pregnant the moment you meet your mate. You haven't even signed up for the services yet."

"Study shows omegas shouldn't smoke actively or passively two years prior to conceiving," Kyle pointed out.