Alpha Omega Beta Order Novels & Stories

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

I groaned at the sound of footsteps approaching and a earthly scent with a hint of something like cinnamon. That scent, I knew. It was committed in my memory since childhood, and been alongside me ever since. My Beta. A Beta either follows his Alpha or ends his life. Those are the only two options for a Beta. He cannot ever disobey the orders of his Alpha, or it's the end of the line for him.

Tyler whispered, which I had obviously heard. “Tell me what” I asked, glancing between both of them. “Yesterday, He declared to everyone that you belong to him, so I think everyone is scared to get on your bad side” Shawn explained, receiving a disapproving look from Tyler. “You went against the alpha’s orders” He scolded Shawn, who was the least bothered. “He said that” I was surprised by the revelation.

“The fucking bitch deserved what she got. Kendrick didn’t really fucking hurt her. You have no authority Beta Marcus. Don’t you fucking come to my pack and tell me how to treat my pack members, especially the fucking low of the low Omegas!” Beta Marcus takes a menacing step towards Ozara, an intimidating grin spreading across his face. “You really want to try me? You know who my Alpha is and you know what pack I come from. Don’t think your father will protect. All it takes is one word and your fucking dead.” He takes another step closer to Ozara and grabs him by the collar of the shirt, his voice dropping to a deadly octave. “You best hope I don’t decide to tell Alpha Kade about what I witne

If Clover sees these men, I’m sure she would instantly move on from Reagan. He didn’t talk after that. The silence brought me discomfort and his stare was too intense for my liking. “I…” I coughed, clearing my throat. “I heard Caleb calling you Beta. Are you like, second to the Alpha? ” I knew enough about the common ranks. The Alpha is the leader, the Beta is the second in command and then Omega, the last. That’s all I know though. “Yes.” I sighed. I didn’t hide my disappointment. It’s clear that he doesn’t talk much. His answers were always short and curt.

"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.

When no one steps forward, he continues : “Now, April Robinson please step forward. “He says. I don’t know why he added the please, it was a command after all. The second he calls my name, a shiver goes down my spine in fear because this Alpha was cruel, and there was never telling what he could do, say, or command. It’s a pity I was only learning about his cruelty. I get up and start making my way forward toward the Alpha. I can feel all eyes on me, and it makes me uncomfortable. “Since you are very weak. I will give you a position that you deserve. From tomorrow noon you will be the packs omega,You will take orders and do them accordingly.No questions asked.” He orders authoritatively. An

"Hm... it depends. I don't know on what, but it depends. My clan has a lot of fated mates, in my family alone there are five fated couples. And in the rest of the clan there are more, but there are other clans where they have only like one fated couple. It's weird." "Can you explain the alpha-beta-omega thing? I didn't get to read a lot about that." "It's just our designation, we're born with it but at eighteen our wolf becomes mature and presents. It's something we carry in our scent, everyone can recognize it," he explains, after yawning and stretching out on my bed, almost hitting me with his big arm, "I'm an alpha, that just means I have a shit load of responsibilities and people expect

“I don’t know where to start.” Dad sighs again and shakes his head. “Start from explaining what the hell this omega thing is.” I say gently. “In the werewolf world. There’s another type of hierarchy. Same with how with humans there’s hierarchy of class, where some are middle class and some are high class. Well In the werewolf world, an omega is the weakest and least desirable among them. The Alpha is the highest, followed by his Luna, his beta and then gamma. The omega is always last place.”

I blurt. "I did some digging on staff housing this morning, trying to find her before anyone else did. I wasn't the only one looking." His jaw tightens. "There's already talk. Some of the pack, the ones who take rank seriously, the ones who think an omega catching an Alpha's eye is some kind of insult to the natural order, they're saying somebody should teach her a lesson before it happens again." Something cold moves through my chest, sharper than the ache that's already there.