Alpha And Omega Series Novels & Stories

"You already know what it is." I do. Every Omega does, whispered about in low voices, warned about by every woman who's ever tried to keep a girl like me safe. A mark. A bond. An Alpha's claim, freely given or otherwise, the only thing strong enough to pull a runaway heat back under control before it burns through a body that has nothing left to fight it with. "No," I say, before he can say anything else. "I'm not — I won't ask you for that. Not like this. Not because my body's forcing my hand."

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."

"The fuck is a moth gonna do? - That Moth is our only hope of escaping this putrid prison. Now I suggest you make yourself comfortable, youngsters. Expect the next days to be long." Ryder responded with a growl, resting his head against the bars. "I hope you're right..." -*- TYSM for all the hype and support through the series so far :3 I never could've imagined this series would get as much traction as it did <3 If you're knew here and haven't seen the first book, make sure to check out The Alpha's Omega | Book #1 [Werewolf] to catch up with the series. For returning readers, I am very excited to share all the new juicy lore and developments I've been absolutely DYING to share! Hang on to y

“Then, what are you uneasy about like this? We love each other, isn't that more than enough. Do you believe me if I am happy if I live with you? If you don't believe me, then I will promise to always accept you, accompanying you in difficult or happy circumstances. Whatever our circumstances will be, I still love you because you are my Alpha.” The beautiful Omega smiled heartily with her hands stretched out, stroking tan-skinned cheeks under her body.

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.

“Your energy response is abnormal.” I folded my arms tightly despite shaking. “Can everyone stop calling me abnormal?” Seraphine ignored the comment. “Royal bloodlines historically produce dominant wolves regardless of secondary designation.” My pulse skipped. “Secondary designation?” Kael answered quietly. “Omega. Alpha. Beta.” I stared at him. “You’re saying omegas can be dominant?” Seraphine’s expression darkened. “Not normally.” Wonderful. Love that for me. Silas suddenly stiffened beside me. Then inhaled sharply.

I groan, grabbing his shoulders and digging my nails into his flesh. He narrows his eyes. “Topping from the bottom, I see.” His palm finds my throat, giving it a brutal squeeze. “That’s not how I work, little one. I’m Alpha. I top. You’re an Omega. You submit.” I start to shake my head, his words making no sense. Not an Omega, I want to say, but his grip is too tight on my throat to allow words.

“Omegas everywhere are pretending to be alphas? What? That’s not possible….” Agent Smith sighed, “The omega gene is controlled by multiple alleles in an allelic series” “What’s an allelic series?” Mattel questioned “I see you failed high school biology,” Agent Smith replied, “Basically what I mean is most omegas are not just cut and dry omegas. Some people have a genes that make them produce a lot of the omega proteins, while some omegas produce very little proteins. And most of the population falls in the middle, between omega and beta, not quite dominant, not quite submissive. A heterozygote advantage in evolution. Evolution selects for omegas who have a good mix of submissive and dominant

It has been three long days since that dreadful day when Jake put me under house arrest. I haven't seen anyone—not even Cathy or Sophie. I kind of missed them, and it's crazy that I also missed Jake, really badly. Maybe it's the mate pull. I’ve been stuck in my room, Googling about wolves, werewolves, and witches. I learned quite a lot, actually. I learned about mates, the bond, and that the Alpha is the leader of a pack. He has a Beta, who is second in command, and a Gamma, who is third in command. The pack also has higher-ranked wolves like the Delta, Zeta, Eta, Theta, Epsilon, and the Luna, who is the Alpha’s mate. Unfortunately, I also learned that packs have lower-ranked werewolves know

Callum saved my life that night, but the poison had already seeped into my wolf soul. He had not yet inherited the Alpha title then. Covered in blood, he had held out his hand and asked my name. We fell in love at that moment. Later, he took my hand and made me a solemn promise. “When I become Alpha, I’ll propose to you in front of the entire pack at the Moonlight Festival.” But once he finally became Alpha, he told me the elders couldn’t accept an Omega as their Luna. He asked me to wait one more year. That was all the time he needed to persuade them, he said.