Alpha Beta Omega Hierarchy Novels & Stories

Steve stood beside his brother as they both watched from his hilled house as they feast ended. People were packing up and cleaning the streets. The drunks staggered home with their lovers while the Omegas of the pack cleaned up after them. It was a natural hierarchy in the werewolf world. The Alphas ruled with absolute power, the Betas were second in power, the Deltas were natural guardsmen and the Omegas were at the bottom of the food chain. The servants, farmers and maids.

And for an orphan, being an omega means you would receive a lot of preferential policies, and therefore, your life will be more comfortable. Humans, since primitive times, in order to resist the harshness of nature, have divided themselves into three sexes: alpha, beta, and omega. Alphas take the guidance role, become the leader taking everyone in the right direction. Betas, like worker ants, are the major parts that form the society, appearing in every field of career. Omega does the task of reproduction, and what is given by nature has enabled them to give birth to more eminent children.

The hierarchy is everything. I don't mean that loosely. I mean it in the way that oxygen is everything, not a preference, not a cultural quirk, just the fundamental structure that everything else is built on top of. Alpha at the top. Beta directly below. Then the elders, then the senior pack members, then everyone else in an order that I'm still working out but that every wolf in this house seems to understand instinctively without anyone having to explain it. Where does a human Luna fit in that structure?

“Call him Alpha Kain. Here, we take titles seriously. You can only call him by his name if he let’s you or you’re close enough to.” I sighed, rolling my eyes. Brielle already briefed me about the hierarchy here. Alphas were leaders, dominant creatures, hated to be challenged. They often lead a pack where other various ranks existed. Betas, who were the second in command to the Alphas then Deltas, Gamma and on the last of the food chain were Omegas. The weakest, most ignored members of a pack. They were often relegated to servant duties which was their only contribution to the pack. “Well, Kain kind of asked me to go with him to the masquerade ball.”

His alpha essence flooded the hallway like a wave, pressing down on everyone. The girls flinched and bowed their heads instinctively, most of them betas, a few gammas. They had little resistance to his dominance. I, standing at the bottom of the hierarchy as a wolfless omega, could barely breathe. “What’s going on here?” he demanded, his voice firm, his gaze locked on Katie. He didn’t even spare me a glance.

he said as Kol moved his nose toward me. "Alpha?" I asked, frowning. "Yes, let’s say they’re in charge. It’s the pack hierarchy. The alpha is in charge of the pack, he, with his power, makes strong all the members of the pack, then there is the beta, the right arm of the alpha, and finally, the gamma. These three are the strongest beings within the pack, their aura is bigger, and they can make sure to overpower others just by letting it go," he said, and I looked at Kol.

When the mating bond snaps into place, the fated pair have sex and mark each other. Just like the governing system humans have, we also have what we call a hierarchy. First, we have the Alpha—that’s me—then we have the Luna—the Alpha’s mate, next was the Beta and his mate, a Gamma—although my pack hasn’t had one in years, we have the warriors, and lastly, the omegas—as a way of giving back to the back for being weaker, they help take care of its members.” Fuck! That was a mouthful and then some. “I could use a drink after that. Do you have anything stronger than water or juice? Perhaps scotch or whiskey?”

There were luxurious looking pillows all over the bed as well as on the floor, where she assumed people would sit, and a massive, grand-looking wooden chest sat on one side of the right side room. "Excuse me, but why did Vasilios call you omegas?" She asked one of the girls. "Our rank is of omega, my lady." One of the girls replied. Rhiannon gave a blank look," I am sorry I dont understand." "We werewolves have ranks. We are born into it. The Alphas are the leaders, Betas and Thetas are the warriors and serve in other areas, we omegas serve the rest." The girl replied. "So you people are like serfs?"

She went on to explain. "If they continue their education at a university, their ranking may improve. They must work hard to achieve their goal of becoming Beta. The children here are among the lowest ranks, the Omega." While I was listening to her, all I could do was nod. It appears that discrimination exists also in this realm as well, according to my understanding. Whoever is weak or impoverished is referred to as the Omega. According to what I understand, betas are werewolves who are strong and capable of living, while Alphas are the most powerful of all the werewolves.

If I did, then it would be wrong for me not to attend or meet him, even if it’s just once. There is a hierarchy chart in Pack Wolves, there is the king who rules all the pack Wolves, and his mate, the Queen is the mother figure in the wolves. The Alpha is the leader of every pack with his Luna. The beta is the second in command, Gamma is the third in command, and the head of the pack warriors is the Delta. There are also pack doctors and pack members, the last are the Omegas, they are the pack runts, the illest treated in the pack but not all packs treat omegas like dirt, so I have heard.