Alpha And Omega King 810 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.

Clearing his throat again, he pulled me out of my thoughts. “My final act as Alpha is as follows. All omegas shall be sold off as slaves to other alphas as requested by the Lycan King himself.” My mouth falls open. How could he just sell off half of his pack? Someone grabbed my neck, causing me to scream in pain.

she shrieked, trying to roll over. "No," I told her firmly, reaching out and grasping her hair, twisting it in my fist, and yanking her head back. "This is what happens when you are a naughty little omega. I'm going to show you what it really means to be an alpha male. Maybe after I'm done with you, you will have learned your lesson."

My lover and my symbol of love, what was there to live for again. "Alpha!" I heard someone call out in a loud tone. "What is it?" He asked coldly, his eyes not leaving mine. It was his beta, he appeared scared like he had seen a ghost trying to catch his breath. "Are you deaf? Speak out!" Orion's voice thundered. Just then, an unknown figure walked in and judging by the way Orion's countenance changed, he seemed afraid. "Alpha Orion, the Alpha King requests your presence now!" He declared with a firm voice.

The infant wore a gown of cream linen edged with pale gold thread, the tiny bracelet Bryna made glimmering on her wrist. Ezra joined them, holding a slender branch of blossoming apple—symbol of new life. He laid it across Alara’s forearms. “In bloom even against frost,” he proclaimed, voice ringing clear. Eamon advanced, reading from his parchment. “We gather to bless Elira Selene Bloodwulf, firstborn of the Alpha King and Luna.” He gestured to Elders who approached, laying small tokens in a polished wooden bowl—salt for purity, grain for abundance, a flame‑carved stone for courage.

Lucas' POV I stared at him, surprised. "Who bloody cares about their timeline?" I snapped. "I'm the Alpha of the damn pack." "As the Alpha, you shouldn't forget that the auction school belongs to Alpha Kael of the Black water pack," He said with a shrug. "Its literally his biggest investment here and if you think he will let you mess with it, you're joking."

Alpha Miles follows Levi in and walks around his desk, pausing at the filing cabinet and pulling out a couple of ledger books and sits in his chair behind his desk before he places them in front of Alpha King Blackmoor. While Alpha King Blackmoor does a quick check of the ledgers, he says casually. ‘Alpha Knight. Do you know Omega Isadora Dawson?’ Alpha Miles quickly covers his surprise at the King's question, before saying. ‘Yes. She is in one of my lectures and is a very bright and intelligent young she-wolf, for an Omega.’ Alpha King Blackmoor nods his head slightly as he leans back in his chair and places his hand under his chin with his finger settled over his lips, as he says.

The weight of the crown was a cold, familiar pressure against Kaelen’s brow, but today it felt heavier, more oppressive. He stood before the grand floor-to-ceiling window of his study, his gaze sweeping over the sprawling, snow-dusted forests of his kingdom. From here, he was a god. The Alpha of all Alphas, the Lycan King whose word was law, whose power could level mountains and command armies. Yet, as he stared out at the vast, silent world he ruled, he had never felt more trapped.

Leo clenched his jaws. “It’s you, you’re the Alpha” Ares nodded. “And who is the king? Me right? So why would I, The Alpha king have to explain myself to a lowlife Omega wolf?” Leo’s eyes widened. “I’m not an omega wolf, I'm the chief of the warriors and….”

I uttered, and smirked as I shook my drink a little. MAX’S POV My day had been a little stressful, despite the fact that we were still in the morning, and that was probably because I had a packed schedule, today. “Sir, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Clan is here.” My secretary informed me over the intercom. “Delay him a little. I'd like to round up some things over here.” I instructed her, and disconnected. I opened up my laptop, keyed in my password, and then briefly checked some documents which I wanted to make sure were still intact, and thankfully, they were.