Alpha And Omega Dog Training Novels & Stories

It all ended the day she was killed. The thought made me hang limp, subconsciously calculating and charting what the future had in store for me. I would be heavily punished if I ever had this woman. Omegas were seen as whores. And it would be an insult to my pride if I ever mated her …………………………….. “ I’m so sorry girl. You’ve always been the one watching, so I thought you were watching.” the young Beta yelled at her other kind. She turned to me and flashed me an adorable smile, completely concealing the outburst “What do you need Alpha?”

Immediately I stood up from my chair. “I am Alpha and Omega. Nothing should scare me anymore. I will get the beast and after it, I will get the general," I replied.

"No Alpha. But she spoke out of turn and—" "And nothing." His voice was quiet but deadly. "She's mine to discipline. Not yours. Touch her again and you'll answer to me." “Yes Alpha,” she answered, her face pale and full of dread. "Leave." She walked away. The other wolves returned to they'd been doing. Caelan looked down at me, still kneeling on the cold ground. "Stand up," he roared. I pushed myself to my feet. My legs shook but I managed. He prowled around me, eyes scanning every inch of my trembling form.

Chapter One Faelen’s POV I woke up feeling a knot of anxiety in my stomach. Today was the day, the day I would be sent on my mission by Alpha Zodd. It was a rite of passage for every omega in the Belladonna Pack, and I had waited for this moment for three long years. Since my parents had passed away, both in an accident, Alpha Zodd had taken me in, but only as a ward. My omega status meant I lived apart from the Alpha’s estate where only members of the pack with higher status lived. I was made to live with servants and low ranking wolves.

I convinced many Alphas to align with us as long as I help train their packs. I had set up a team, using the strongest pack wolves we had, and created a training course for them to execute at each of the packs. Each of the team members would visit the pack and train the top warriors of the packs. They typically included the Gamma, Delta, Alpha, and several other high-ranking wolves. My warriors would train them over the course of four weeks. Then it was up to those that had been trained, to train the rest of their pack.

, his eyes settled on her as she did not hesitate nodding her head negatively. Her quick response at it made him lower his guard as he believed her. “Are you aware of any wolf packs in the city of Oceania,” Her eyes trembled slightly to the floor, as she paused at loss for words. “Yes, my lord” her heart paced loudly as she wondered where he must have gotten the information. “Are you a part of them?”Pressure instantly filled the air as Alpha Tristan's fiery eyes drilled into hers. “No, no, my lord” his eyes squinted further, sensing her fear. What was she afraid of?

different. It wasn’t just that he listened to her. That, in itself, was disturbing enough. No, it was the way he deferred to her. The way he allowed her presence beside him, allowed her touch without reprimand. It was unnatural. Alphas ruled. Omegas obeyed. That was the way of things.

"Oh my god... It's huge!" "I know right?! Look at its fangs!" I squinted my eyes at the large brown rogue, observing its blood stained fangs. Finally, I caught a glimpse of its dark incisors. Judging by its dark blue fangs, it was at least a B-rank. A wolf's rank can be determined by the color of its incisors. The scale ranges from white–the weakest, to indigo–the strongest. All pups start at white. Omegas like me can only reach pink at best, while betas can get to blue, which is rare. Alphas can achieve the highest indigo fangs. My teeth are still white, the same as the pups.

He was beaming with smiles, and the way he held Aidan showed how much he cherished him. “Martha.” I called her attention, noticing she was right behind me. “Yes, ma’am.” “Tell the Alpha I need to see him right now.” I instructed her, trying to keep my anger on the low, then I walked back to the room, unable to bear the sight of my husband smiling with the breeder and her children like they were his most desired on earth. As I got to the room, I slammed the door so hard that the sound could have been heard downstairs.