Wenclaire omegaverse

Wednesday is an omega?

Wednesday's pov

Me and Enid are mates? I was in shock. She is too good for me, but, I was a human? How would that work?
Enid explained a little to me on our way to the nurse's office. But now I was intrigued yet slightly frightened , how would that work? Does Enid even want me? The rest of the walk was quiet with Enid slightly explaining and me humming in thought.
When Enid sat me down on the patient's bed the nurse gave me a binder of papers. "Be very truthful when answering these questions, put what your heart and mind think, not what your ego or pride thinks, it can affect your results okay?"
"Yeah" I reply a little nervous. "Your mate will check over the basic questions she would know to see if you lied. The alpha may help you fill in if you want her to." I nod my head and then start filling out, why did I feel the need to be obedient? I blushed at the thought.
After answering a few basic questions, there were some odd ones like; do you like being taken care of or taking care of someone, in previous relationships, were you a top or bottom and some more stuff like that.
After I finished, I gave the lady the binder, she gives Enid the first two papers which consist of general questions about myself and how I act, respond and what I do during the day, things a roommate would know about you basically.
Enid confirms and then the lady lays me down on my back on the bed. "Okay, so we have to give you a shot and then the monitor will tell us what you are." The nurse says.
"A-a shot!? No one told me there was going to be a shot, I don't want it." I say panicked.
"I know the paper you filled out says you do not like shots, but you still have to do it." She says in an authoritative tone making me just nod my head and whimper.
"Enid" I say and she comes over. I hold her hand and squeeze on it as the nurse gives me a shot in my arm. I honestly prefer you cutting me with a knife and putting the liquid in than putting a needle in my body.
As soon as she was finished I was still clutching to Enid. "Hey look Wednesday, the shot is over. Look on the screen for you classification." Enid says. I look at the monitor and it says omega. I'm an omega? I hear when there are omega's in the pack that they some times treat them bad. I start crying, unable to keep the tears unshed. "Hey, Wednesday, you alright? What's wrong, why are you crying?" She asks me. "Omegas are treated badly by the pack aren't they? Because they are a vulnerability?" I ask. "No sweetheart, you got it wrong, since you guys are pretty rare, the packs treat you guys properly and with respect, packs that have omegas take great pride in it, it shows they are strong, that they can protect an omega, even if omegas are more vulnerable, they are the highlight of a pack. You do not have to be worried of being treated wrong, and if someone says or does anything wrong to you, I will personally hurt them okay?" She explains and I nod in understanding.
Enid then picks me up and takes me to her room and since I was very tired, we cuddled in her head and then fell asleep together.