Alpha Omega Armament Novels & Stories

I groaned internally. Frank turned to face us. His voice was steady and grounded. “We have to prepare for battle.” In that moment, I knew we were about to find a place to explore and play. Over the next two days, the elderly and weaker Omegas were mobilized and sent back to the center. Pack members carried a weapon or two wherever they went—most commonly guns and knives. Those who stood out carried swords. An indispensable part of this preparation phase was the arrival of the Alpha Warriors and elite Betas.

Alaric stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed. His gaze swept over every pair of fighters with cold precision. When he wasn't speaking, his entire presence radiated the kind of Alpha dominance that made everyone tense on instinct. This was Alaric. The hero of the entire werewolf world. The legendary Alpha who'd risen to godlike status in the Vampire War. Every pack revered him. Every enemy retreated at the sound of his name. But my second look landed on his arm. Alaric wore a long-sleeved training shirt. When he raised his right hand to adjust a warrior's stance, his sleeve shifted slightly, revealing a small patch of skin on the inside of his forearm.

"I, the Alpha of the Starmoon Pack, hereby strip you off your Luna roles and privileges." He said, and his words stung.

she managed, pushing herself up with Steven’s help. The two omegas quickly took their place behind Amani and Malakai, their courage renewed by the two formidable Alphas. Amani and Malakai forged a path to the front line, their presence a beacon of true grit and glory. The rest of the army, inspired by the Alphas’ leadership, rallied with newfound energy. Archer and Darius formed a formidable formation alongside the Alphas, their combined forces driving back the enemy with relentless proficiency.

The first was a female and she barely knew her that much since she's married to her mate. The second oldest was Cyrus, who stays in the alpha's household ever since he got his mate. Yeah, he is soon to be the next beta of their pack though. And the least oldest. Alexander. He has nothing to write home about, that is in Petal's point of view. Just like their father, he bully and picked on her, making everything more difficult for her. He cares less about her existence and make her do his work, watching his friends pick on her and turn her into a laughing stock, forgetting the fact that they are siblings.

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

I had yet to see someone without a lump of metal attached to their belt. “Who the fuck do you think you are to come here and start laying down rules?” Tye slammed his hands on his desk in rage. “Your Alphas mate. True challenges are done bare handed. Only a coward who feared their opponent would use a weapon.” I couldn’t help but laugh as he growled his eyes flicking between his own and those of his wolf.

Inform the others to meet at the old training ground and some other warriors from the bluebood pack will be joining us today. Their amma Jackson is already on the pack lands so you both should increase the training sessions for every warrior and even train the females to defend themselves. We'll defeat and destroy everything that breathes and challenges us in the coming days, so go prepare. Ealpha and he walked away briskly ( I still wasn't used to that title. I watched him walk away and I quickly mindlinked Adrian to meet me at the pack house and I turned to go inside to meet my mom. Oh there you are, come and have breakfast.

I beckoned and the follow everyone who is trying to escape, every one of them and it didn't matter if it was the Luna, her daughters, sons, maids, slaves—one by one, my men finished them off. I focused on Johan and ran after him, my weight pushing him to the ground as I press him down, glaring and growling at him and he shifted back, frowning and I did the same. "You shouldn't have come here, Adrian," Johan says, his voice dripping with contempt. "You know what happened the last time you crossed into my territory." "I remember all too well," I reply, my voice cold and hard. "But this time, things will be different." Johan laughs, a cruel sound that echoes through the clearing. "You are fooli

On the day of the ceremony for the selection of the next Alpha, the elders had given one rule: "A fight to the death." We knew it was going to come to this: the last fight. He was a good fighter who excelled in both defense and attack skills. I am more into attacking than defense. Why would you be equal in defense and attack when you can just attack and go all out?