Novel & Cerita Alpha And Omega : Journey To Bear Kingdom

There was something unstable underneath. “Alpha,” I started, careful to keep my tone neutral, “it appears Alexander has grown bolder.” His eyes didn’t move. His stance didn’t shift either, arms taut and braced as though he were physically keeping himself from reacting. Silence dragged between us, long enough to make the simple act of breathing feel intrusive. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and devoid of inflection. “How so?” I hesitated, my wolf whining faintly under the oppressive atmosphere. “He openly took the omega,” I answered cautiously. “In the presence of his entire pack. He carried her as though… as though she meant more to him than position or hierarchy.”

“We don’t welcome outsiders—” “Bring me your leader,” Ragnar said, voice low, deadly. “Now. Before I burn this whole forest down with you in it.” One of them flinched. The other shifted uneasily but didn’t move. "And who do you think you are?" One of them commanded, the one who was a beta, as he was unable to notice his dominant alpha aura. The omega boy shivered in fear. "He's a dominant Alpha," He said, trembling. "I'm the king! Bring your leader to me before I loose my patience and snapyour necks," Ragnar growled as both the guards paled in horror.

'Except you're not an omega' my wolf whispered in my head. "I'm not an omega?" I asked out loud. That was highly impossible. My mother was an omega. I've had the aura of an omega all my life. Could it be because I was mated to an Alpha? Alpha and omega pairings were quite uncommon. That must be the reason for the strange happenings. I had to get to the library and see if I could find anything. I quickly put on my clothes and left the room not bothering to eat the breakfast set out for me.

I step out of the shadows and whisper, “you are gorgeous!” “As are you, little mate,” he rumbles. “I’m an Omega bear shifter and the youngest nephew of the King of Bears. My father was an Alpha like his brother, but my mother was an Omega. My Uncle believes I am useless for mostly everything since male Omegas can’t be bred.” “They can,” I say. “When we get to my pack, I will introduce you to my Alphas and to my former Gamma and his Male Omega mate who just gave birth to their son.”

Brent kept pleading. “Enough,” Wyatt cut off his performance, “tell me where he is.” “Thank goodness! My Prince!” Beta lifted his head with joy, “You still care about Alpha King after all. I will lead you to him, you can leave as soon as you are ready.” “This is not for him,” Wyatt said coldly, “I won’t let the werewolf kingdom be in danger.” He turned around and spoke loudly to his warriors, “I think you all heard it, the bears have aimed their guns at the back of our heads, pulled the trigger, and only one step left.”

His eyes rake over Omega’s face, and his breath catches as Joey approaches him. The Alpha couldn't breathe. His bear peered out at the Omega in awe. He swore the damn thing was drooling! The Alpha's eyes moved as they swept over the Omega, taking in everything they saw. Tate's heart raced a million miles an hour as Joey nervously approached. His mouth opened, and he accidentally breathed in. The Alpha had to pierce his claw into his palm to stop the growl that wanted to escape. His body was rigid. It took everything he had not to dive his face into the Omega's neck and breathe in his sweet and alluring scent. His bear chanted the Omega's name, annoying the Alpha. He fought with his bear, for

The first was a female and she barely knew her that much since she's married to her mate. The second oldest was Cyrus, who stays in the alpha's household ever since he got his mate. Yeah, he is soon to be the next beta of their pack though. And the least oldest. Alexander. He has nothing to write home about, that is in Petal's point of view. Just like their father, he bully and picked on her, making everything more difficult for her. He cares less about her existence and make her do his work, watching his friends pick on her and turn her into a laughing stock, forgetting the fact that they are siblings.

A fleeting memory of the imposing Alpha bear crossed John's mind. "However, where human size or sight is not an option, that's when our noses come into play," Carla explained, playfully tapping her nose. "You'll be able to smell the different ranks, as they emit a distinguished scent that our super nose can detect from far away, even when they're in animal form. Alphas, for instance, carry the scent of authority and power, while Betas, or as I like to call them, the little bitches, stink of balance," she added with a wink and a playful giggle. "Omegas, on the other hand, have a sweet aroma, and warriors or enforcers, whatever they want to call themselves, carry the scent of anger, then…” Bef

Even though I hadn’t thought that I’d ever get to exercise that knowledge back then, I’d listened to every lesson diligently, wanting to know more about the society that we inhabited. After I became Alpha King, I knew that I’d have to deal with other were-species when the time came, but never did I think my first encounter with werebears would be like this. Upon seeing their Alpha fall, the Beta and Gamma of the Brekett pack round up the young bears to retreat. They don’t look all that keen to leave, rather, they are all brimming with the need to fight, I can tell. But they listen to their superiors, who are obviously aware that they were outnumbered. It doesn’t help that my wolves chase the

Elias POV The contractions came in slow, warning waves that left me breathless against the pillows. I focused on the bond, using it like an anchor as Kael led the chase in the foothills. His determination flowed back to me—fierce, protective, relentless. I pushed my own strength toward him in return, the connection between us growing more balanced with every hour. No longer just a vulnerable Omega waiting to be saved; I was actively aiding my Alpha from afar, sensing dangers he couldn’t see through the trees.