Alpha Beta Omega Wolves Novels & Stories

" I'm from Octavia. It's a werewolf region where all eight packs come together as one. My mother had a rare ability to resist the sting of wolfsbane and so did my father. They named me after their friend who died while trying to protect them from a certain alpha who wanted my mother's power for his own as well as that of the trio of Alphas" " The trio of Alphas?" " Yes. It's believed they were the first werewolf form to exist from our side. Each had a role to play in keeping all werewolf packs together and that's exactly what Octavia is. It's the most peaceful place ever. There's no discrimination there. If you're an Omega it wouldn't mean that all your life you have to live as though you're

and then it was time to admit, "we are werewolves." Upon hearing that, Logan covered his lips in shock. He could see right through the absurdity of it all. A tail, snout, and sharp teeth, and his ultra-acute hearing. Outside of animals, who could possess a tail? It took him a few minutes to come out of this shock. Rae waited for a few seconds before he continued. "There is a caste difference between your mother and I. I am the alpha while Ava is an omega." "Like the wolves, the alpha?" Afterwards, the youngster recalled the bedtime stories I had read to him. Stories about werewolves, in which the dominant character was always the strongest and occasionally the most vicious. It all seemed to

But his pheromones filled every corner of the room, so thick I could barely see through the curtains of my own primal lust. An Alpha. He was an unclaimed, dominant Alpha. No wonder he was affected by my heat. What I couldn't understand was why he hadn't claimed me yet. If I were being pushed to claim him... That meant he had had the urge at least thirty seconds in. Was he perhaps stopping himself? Ha, funny. Alphas were uncontrollable beasts who projected their weaknesses onto Omegas, and because they ran the world, Omegas were the ones being punished for their faults, indiscipline, and cruelty.

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.

She planned to milk this experience for all it was worth, by the time they left this place, she would at least have basic knowledge of werewolves, and not just some ideology from an outsider. “Well ,there are the thetas, the betas and the Alphas. The Alphas are at the top of the ladder, there’s usually one for each state, then there are regional Alphas, chosen among the state Alphas, Continental Alphas, then there’s an Alpha Supreme, he’s the head Alpha of the world. The Alphas make the decisions around here, they sign treaties, basically, they are like Presidents. After them, we have Betas, they act like Vice Presidents, only, they do more, the Betas are the head warriors of every pack, the

Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded through my shoulder. I immediately tasted blood. When I looked up, the elder’s hall was burning. Wolves I trained with, fighters, are dropping like flies as silver bullets pierce through them.

The murmurs started up the second I turned my back. ⸻ I hadn’t made it halfway down the hall before their voices reached me — low, sharp whispers that carried far too easily through the stone passageway. “…never seen anything like it. She just walks in here, acting like she belongs—” “—and he moves her into his rooms, like she’s some kind of queen.” A derisive laugh. “Please. She’s a wolfless omega. We all know what that means.” “Maybe we do,” another voice hissed, “but the Alpha clearly doesn’t. Did you see the way he looked at her? Like she put some spell on him.”

The gray-eyed man turned his attention toward me now. His gaze swept over me carefully, from my worn clothes to the bruises still fading along my arm. His expression darkened. “She’s an omega,” he said. “Yes.” “And wolfless.” Kael didn’t answer that part. The silence stretched. The man studied him carefully before speaking again. “Alpha… this doesn’t make sense.” Kael’s silver eyes flickered briefly toward me before returning to his Beta. “She crossed into our territory tonight,” he said. “By accident?” “No.”