Alpha And Omega 3: The Great Wolf Games Novels & Stories

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

But before she could act further, a deep, menacing growl rumbled through the air, vibrating like a thunderous warning. The wolf she had hurled had regained its footing swiftly, and it wasn’t alone. Two more wolves emerged by its side, their eyes glinting with predatory intent. They recognized Amani—the Alpha who had invaded their territory, the formidable leader fiercely defending the two vulnerable omegas. To them, her dedication to these omegas presented a glaring opportunity, a vulnerability they were eager to exploit.

High-rank females don't often make it through their pregnancies, but omega females can have kids back to back throughout their life spans without any problems. Male omegas were used for a completely different reason. They have this irresistible charm about them. From the way they look down to the way they smell. In wolf form, they can lure others out. They have the appearance of a female in heat and it drives other wolves insane. Especially alphas. They're deadly and driven by one thing. Sex.

Beta cautioned. Gamma, a spirited and curious wolf, raised their head, their voice filled with determination. "But we have each other, our unwavering spirit, and the strength of our unity. Together, we can overcome any obstacle that comes our way," Gamma proclaimed. As they ventured deeper into the wilderness, the pack encountered towering mountains blocking their path. Alpha, their gaze fixed upon the daunting peaks, called upon the pack for their input. "These mountains pose a formidable challenge. How shall we overcome them?" Alpha asked, their voice carrying an air of curiosity.

Ironclaw. A low growl crawled up my throat. Our pack had been at war long before I took my first step as a child. Their wolves were ruthless, but their alpha was worse. Damien acted like some flawless hero, but he was cunning, manipulative, and too damn powerful for anyone’s comfort. My jaw clenched. “Rumors aren’t enough.” Lior nodded once. “Agreed. Which is why we sent covert scouts, and we got these images to prove.” He slid the iPad toward me and tapped the screen.

“Alpha Collins West.” “Now!” The man yelled, and ran out of the field. The green space was left for them, and they shifted into their wolf form immediately. Alpha West wolf was bigger than Ocean, and it was a brown wolf. His wolf was a lot more mature than Ocean. I thought Ocean’s Wolf was big, but it wasn’t compared to Alpha West. Ocean’s wolf was still growing, and out of the corner of those yellow eyes of his wolf mixed with blue, which made it seem like a blue flame, he was watching me.

“She’s my sister. That’s all you need to know.” “Bullshit,” it was Alpha Taylor who responded. “No disrespect to you, but your wolf is a fluke. Both your parents are Omegas. Producing strong wolves once is a miracle; twice is impossible.” “You’re in my pack. Under my protection,” Alpha Tristan growled darkly. Ignoring Mina and focusing on me. “I just watched your wolf heal a bad silver cuff burn. Don’t bother acting like a regular pack member. Nothing about you is ordinary,”

At the end of the day, the guarantee of our safety will always be in question. I look at his small frame in Irene’s hand. She’s speaking to him and he smiles as if he understands what she is saying. I catch a glimpse of his blue eyes, and I get the sudden urge to laugh. At myself. Aaron’s eyes are as blue as the ocean, just like his father’s. For, the first time in my entire Beta life, my wolf powers activated while I carried him inside of me – even though it only happened twice, that one time I was drowning in fear trying to escape from Gabriel; and at his birth – removing the times I felt the sudden surge of energy whenever he moved or kicked in my belly. He is the son of the Alpha, after

The 25-year-old werewolf, who by rights should have assumed the mantle of alpha, had been cruelly robbed of his destiny by a grievous injury sustained in a brutal pack battle. Ryker, a stalwart friend and loyal pack member, proudly bore a banner emblazoned with the inscription "Hail the Future Alpha!" in bold, golden lettering. The banner was draped majestically above the fireplace, where it fluttered proudly in the flickering candlelight.

*** Gabriel's POV "It's not possible for a she wolf to be Alpha." Dimitri looks from me to an omega I've learned is named Nira. Nira shrugs. "She always been more. She's one of our strongest fighters. I guess the betas respect that and followed." "Respect isn't the only thing you need to be Alpha." Dimitri argues with the omega. "No, you have to be born an alpha. Which Amira was. No one expected it. Her mother's pregnancy wasn't different in any way. Not a soul knew until she was born. She had alpha eyes and Alpha Moon could smell her."