Alpha Knot Omega Novels & Stories

” said Brianna coldly, staring hard at him. There’s something different with the Omega’s aura, and Jack swears that he has never seen an Omega have this kind of dominant aura. It is usually owned by an Alpha who wants to show that they have powers. “And secondly, don't you dare call me a cheap slut! I may be a lowly omega, but I. Am. Not. a. Slut. I. m. not. cheap. neither!" *Meanwhile, at another place* PRANG! “DAMN IT!” scream an Alpha as he grabs his head, mourning into pain.

Husbands shouldn’t terrify their wives the way he did me. He flicked on brow suspiciously, “What’s there to decide? Knox will come around. He’s just being foolish over a woman.” I stiffened. “A woman? She’s his mate. “She’s an Omega,” he snapped. “And he’s a future Alpha. He can’t lower our bloodline with someone like her.” “Someone like her?” I repeated, stunned. “You don’t even know her.” “And I don’t need to. My decision is final.”

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.”

As Alpha, there is nothing I can do. I’m being tamed by omega.

He dragged Katana closer to himself as if passing a statement. "Well, we're eighteen and not babies anymore. She loves me and I love her. We're omegas in love." He emphasized the word omegas to pass his message home. What's an Alpha's business with an omega? Katana avoided my gaze as Zayn wrapped his arms tightly around her. It took me a lot of restraining to not yank him off and twist his fucking arm. My voice was harsh as I said, "I see. Well, I need some males to offload the goods at the warehouse. Instead of kissing like horny rabbits, make yourself useful."

Penelope didn't understand what's about a Recessive Omega and the age difference between ABO, but he knows what was an Omega, he gripped his backpack, resting on his lap, if he's an Omega, it will be troublesome. “What's the matter with age? And I only know Omega and Alpha, are there more about the two?” Then the doctor answered him, like reading a newspaper. “For Alpha's there are Common Alpha, Dominant Alpha and the rare existence of EXTREME Dominant Alpha, while Omega there is Common Omega, Dominant Omega and the unnoticed one is the Recessive Omega” “They take qualities like a Beta, they're mostly the late bloomers, if not cured at first hand, they will suffer imbalance of mentality and

Novel's POV I didn't sleep early; I was too consumed by the terminology of wolves. My mind raced as I memorized the hierarchy: The Alpha: The Ruler of the Pack. The Beta: Second in command. The Gamma: Elite, rare warriors. The Omega: The majority of the pack. The Luna: The Alpha’s Mate. The Anchor: A Human Mate. The Mate Bond: The supernatural pull between souls. Shift: Transforming into wolf form. Mind-link: Telepathic communication.

"You said that there are three classifications of a wolf. The first one is the Alpha, who is consist of the strongest in the pack. The second one is the Luna, they are the mate of the alpha who gain the blessing of the goddess of the moon. Lastly, the Beta who is not as dominant as the wolves whose alpha. They are much like a normal person. But I saw a term called Omega. Do they exist? "I didn't saw that question coming to explain to you about it circumstance. Omega do exist. They are those who is the rules of the wolf pack and was forced to ascend to way by the elders some circumstances of omegas are the one who choose to break their connection to the pack. It's been a long time since

Henry*** Dean’s voice sliced through the night, dripping with scorn. "The omega wants to play Alpha," he drawled, his smirk sharp enough to cut. The crowd of wolves parted around us, forming a wide circle. Their movements were almost synchronized, as if compelled by an unspoken force. Shadows flickered under the dim moonlight, their eyes glowing with a mixture of curiosity and dread. Whispers rippled through the ranks, barely audible over the low growls of those in wolf form. The tension was palpable, an electric charge in the air that seemed to grow with every breath.

Orion, the pack's wise and knowledgeable historian, had delved deep into the city's hidden archives in search of answers. His voice resonated with a mix of excitement and reverence as he addressed the pack, sharing his recent discoveries. "Pack members," Orion began, his voice carrying the weight of revelation. "I have stumbled upon a prophecy, hidden within the ancient texts of our ancestors. It speaks of an Omega, destined to rise as an alpha through the bond of her alpha mate and her pack."