Alpha Omega And Beta Novels & Stories

THE BETA'S REDEMPTION - The Beta and His Human Mate By Alora Sterling (A continuation of Beta Before An Alpha) Carlos: I was Alpha Logan’s Beta before he had tossed me in these filthy cells only meant for the worst offenders or traitors lurking within his pack. Now, I’m one of them. Sad to say, but I don’t regret it. The only thing I regret, is not seeing her face one last time before she took off running from these same cells. Yet, maybe it’s for the best. I am not the perfect mate material. And I never will be. I have responsibilities and commitments I can never turn away from, not even for a mate.

"Killing is strictly forbidden unless you have a compelling reason to do so, and in my world, only Alphas have the right to kill." "Alpha? You often talk about that," I muttered. "What does it mean?" "If it's likened to castes in the human world, then Alpha is the highest caste in my world. Next are Betas, like Sander, Ilya, Ronan, and some of the other Betas you know at the office. Betas are the Alphas' henchmen, loyal and obedient. Then, there are Omegas, considered the weakest caste. In the past, they were only considered reproductive tools, but now, Omegas are valued equally with Alphas and Betas, because apparently, without them, we would be wiped out," Thiery answered seriously.

(20). When Alpha meets Omega . Chapter 20: pre heat phase . Now, Carlos knows he’s not supposed to enter the beta’s den, especially when he smells like another pre-heat omega, so he has to stand outside the den and have another beta go inside and grab Gavin for him. The omega stands there off to the side, digging the sole of his foot into the dirt outside the cave entrance before he smells Gavin coming. Carlos lifts his head and smiles meekly at Gavin when he steps into the sunlight. He’s got a pretty nasty cut along his nose, though it’s covered with a thick bandage similar to the ones Ricardo has on.

It’s weird, I know, but that’s just me: Mason Wilder. Zahra has always been close, always around. Being with her just happened naturally. We never had “the talk,” I never asked her out. We simply started fooling around and, well, it stuck. I didn’t push her away because, let’s be honest, a man’s got needs. I’m an Alpha, my blood runs hot and wild. My chosen Beta, Raphael, is seated at the front. “We’re almost there, Mason,” he announces in his calm, composed voice.

"What was that?" She turned her glowing eyes to him. "It’s me. The prophecy was never just about the Alpha. It was about the Alpha Queen." Kael smiled through bloodied lips. "Then let’s end this. Together." --- The final wave broke under their might. By the time the moon reached its peak, silence reigned. Bodies littered the field. Survivors knelt before Luna and Kael, not out of fear—but reverence. They stood together, hands clasped, bloodied but victorious. The union of Alpha and Luna had fulfilled the oldest promise: unity through balance. Flesh and flame. Strength and grace. Wolf and moon.

Sheep made a slow, thoughtful nod. "Ok then. Here's an amazing thing. The omega can have a special relationship with the alpha. See, the omega isn't going to attack his leader. If it's just the two of them, the alpha can let his guard down, be himself, not be vigilant one hundred percent of the time. Same with the beta. They can relax and be friends with the omega. They'll keep him in his place but might tolerate more from him than others will."

“I will come in. Not going to wait for you to invite me. I want to talk to you, and you are going to let me. There done. Your turn to talk now, fuck face.” Within a werewolf pack the Alpha is the top of the pack. The leader. Earns the highest respect. As you can see I clearly have gained every ounce of respect from my best friend. My Beta. My rank never in question. He would never dream of disrespecting me. Would never insult or belittle me. Never speak down to me or question me. Oh no, my position and rank as Alpha means he looks up to me and would never break such a vital rule of werewolf laws…

Solana stared at it and sighed. “I think they are trying to steal our compass,” she said. “But they can’t get back with ours. It’s against the rules,” I pointed out. “We have to know what’s going on.” Solana nodded and we walked towards the men. One of them was holding the crystal, the scarlet light from the gem glowing against his face. He was blonde and didn’t look older than nineteen. I guessed bi to be the beta. There was another man standing beside him staring at the crystal. He had jet black hair which was soiled with gray hairs. He was the Alpha.

“But aren’t you the Alpha’s Beta? Surely he won’t mind if you step inside the room since you were tasked with the job of fetching me.” Rin seems to be hesitating, and I notice there is a gleam of fear in his blue eyes. It puzzles me. Why is the Beta afraid of his own Alpha? Something isn’t right here… “It would put me at ease if you came with me,” I say in a low voice, and my words are as shocking to me as they are to Rin. I’ve never had a filter, and my words are the truth: I would feel better if Rin accompanied me. But what bewilders me is that I can’t put a finger on why his presence would put me more at ease. I just met him—he is a complete stranger!

“So, to go in to detail, the Alpha is the leader of the pack and his right-hand man is his Beta. His Beta’s duties include helping in battle and prisoner questioning. The Beta is also the one who promotes warriors and trains them or delegates those task to Head Warriors.” Bailey spoke. I nod my head in understanding as I feel Sophia scoot closer to me on the couch and grab my hand excitedly.