Alpha Omega Armament Novels & Stories

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

Along the walls, weapon racks gleamed with an array of deadly instruments—swords, halberds, and firearms, each meticulously polished and ready for battle. Overlooking the hall from a raised platform, Alpha Cain addressed the gathered wolves. His booming voice carried across the room, a steady beacon of authority amidst the storm of uncertainty. “From this day forward, all Omegas and everyone who can’t shift into a wolf will be part of the weapons training. It doesn’t matter if you are in my pack, Qillalon’s, Mercimer’s, Hercule’s, or Zane’s. We are going to have a drill every Saturday from 3 pm to 10 pm. This is to give a fair chance to everyone to acquire knowledge. The more skills you lear

“He used his alpha influence on me. The alpha energy poured over me in waves. I’d never felt anything like it. By the time he was done, I was on my knees, begging him to stop, promising anything” That was the one thing our father had said he’d never use on his own kids. An alpha’s aura could be used to intimidate and overpower his betas and other pack members. It was only to be used in extreme cases—a disloyal member, a beta, or another lesser alpha in the pack who thought they would be better at running the pack and wanted to overthrow him. A true pack alpha could use that energy and influence to bend people to his will. A good alpha rarely needed to use it, and those who did used it sparin

I just had a bad feeling now , l knew it in my heart that he might try to sabotage again. "They once had a fight and Damien lost his arm", My mouth instantly fall open at that. "Love an arm! Huh but now he has two hands.. how is that earthly possible", l asked in disbelief. "Strong Alphas are capable of regrowing limbs or other body parts in decades",She explained and that sounded pretty magical ,just like a rainbow and unicorns.

The underground armory smells of old stone, crushed rowan berries, and cold iron. Torchlight flickers across the walls, throwing shadows that twist and crawl. My skin prickles with the familiar buzz before battle. Owen paces beneath my ribs, restless and eager, claws scraping at the cage of my control. I stand shirtless in the center of the ritual circle, muscles tight, jaw locked. This is the oldest rite the Revenant Pack still honors—marking the Alpha before he walks into battle. Tonight we end the Architects’ reach on our land, or I don’t come back.

He couldn't just stand to risk the life of his subject all because he could not as their Alpha. "No my lord, do not do this, if you are staying then I'm staying right with you, '' another Omega spoke visibly shaking with fear and anxiety. Even though he was volunteering to stay, he was still very much afraid. Alpha Oswald knew that he was only trying to show concern and he had happened to be a Delta warrior, he would have stood by him to fight the men which was a sign of bravery.

They became proud and pompous and they started using their powers for personal gain. During this period, the Amaruks discovered the secret of the Armstrongs. They found out that the Beta was going to use magic and sorcery to usurp the Alpha. He was going to destroy the Alpha and his family, and he tried to steal the magic from them when they discovered his tricks, but they couldn’t succeed because the Salutary wolves discovered their plot and tried to expose them. To escape the wrath of the Alpha king, the Armstrongs framed the Salutary wolves and the Alpha king killed them all. He murdered them all without returning the magic back to its source.

another one titters, then reaches out to grab Soren's wrist to drag him toward the alley. “Let go of me!” Soren snaps, trying to yank his arm back, but the alpha aggressively shoves him backward. Soren loses his balance entirely, falling hard onto the rough pavement and instantly, a sharp, burning pain shoots up his arm as a piece of metal slices deeply into his forearm. He lets out a sharp cry of pain, clutching his bleeding arm as the three men close in on him. “Don't be so difficult. Alphas will take care of the pretty little omega.”

“Alpha, Zeus has moved faster than we anticipated.” I leaned forward and my weight made the polished wood to creak in response. “Faster how, Owen? I thought we had eyes on him.” “We do,” he confirmed, and lowered his gaze down to the folder before returning to mine. “He may not be able to buy weapons directly, but he’s working through proxies—human criminal syndicates.” “Really.” “Yes, Alpha. He’s negotiating a deal, an arms deal, with the Serpent’s Coil cartel. They’re… well, they’re not exactly known for their peaceful resolutions. They’ll provide the weapons he needs in exchange for something.”

"And I've never done it before, except the other time that I told you about. And up till now, I don't even know how it happened. It just did." "Wow!" "This is the special armory room where special weapons of the pack are kept, and no one except me, Carson, and Antoine is allowed here." He began to explain to me how the other rooms also contained weapons but nothing compared to the ones in this special room. He told me about how Alex became the alpha and chose him as his omega, since they were childhood friends, about his relationship with Antoine, how he was the only one among the pack, who could trifle with the mighty alpha lord and get away with it.