Alpha Omega Beta Order Novels & Stories

He didn't answer, doing my treatment in silence. My eyes turned to the open door, a beautiful woman with jet black hair, short shoulder length entered the room carrying a paper bag. Don't tell me that he sent people to buy me shoes. "Young Master Alpha, I brought your order." Alpha? Will there be an Omega, uh huh? My mother said they have an Alpha level which is the leader, Beta is below it and there are still 5 more to the bottom while my father is the serial number-- He winked, "Just put it there, and go."

She saw a few kids playing under supervision, their laughter echoing faintly. And then, as they moved toward another hallway, she finally asked the question that had been sitting in her mind. “Can I ask something?” Ray looked back at her with a small nod. “Of course.” “What… what exactly is an Alpha? And Beta, Gamma... and Luna?” They both shared a look, one that said finally. Like they’d been waiting for her to ask. Oliver took the lead with the explanation. “The Alpha is the leader of the pack,” he said. “He’s the strongest. He makes the final decisions, leads us, protects us, and ensures order in the territory. That’s Levi.”

During the course of our talk, she had come to sit beside me on the bed to get a better experience of the story. "So, tell me, is he hot? Well, he should be considering all Alpha's are," she mused. That's the thing about werewolf society; only the best for the best, as my mother correctly stated. There are different levels in our society; we have the Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Omegas, and the in-betweens. The alphas are at the top of the food chain and also the pack leaders, while the omegas are at the bottom and the rest follow suit.

“A formal meeting to discuss an alliance should only be made by the alphas alone.” “As the saying goes, there is always an exception to every rule. Besides, they were the ones who wants to ally with us. I think this is a minor thing considering that we are interested to be their ally anyway. Besides, Beta Oscar was not a regular wolf. He is your right-hand man. And part of his job is to fill in for you if you are not available, just like now.”

My stomach twisted, the truth sat somewhere between these two possibilities, and neither one brought comfort. A sharp knock landed on my door which irritated me. “Enter,” I muttered. The door pushed open, and Lior stepped inside, closing it behind him. “Alpha, you sent for me?” he asked I nodded and pushed off the window, forcing my emotions behind a mask. “I have an order for you.” Lior’s brows rose. “If this is about increasing patrols again, Rowan, I swear—” “It isn’t.” I cut him off sharply. “This is something else.”

"If the bond is reclassified as a celestial instrument, then everything we do as Alpha and Luna operates under Pantheon authority. Including decisions about this pack. Including territorial defense. Including" "Including any future conflict with heaven-born wolves," Magnus said. "Yes. We would technically be celestial officers rather than pack leaders." "He'd own us," Vivienne said. "He'd own the mechanism," Magnus said. "Which is more useful to him than owning us." She stood up and walked to the library's narrow window, the one that looked out over the northern grounds, toward the tree line where Celeste had stood an hour ago. Her back was to him and her shoulders had the set of someone car

And once you reach for it, you will identified as one of their leader. Every born child of Alpha's will have their own book. And this book will lead them to a quest. A quest will help them to level up. These Alpha's were created by Mother Tree, she was the most powerful of the underworlds. She can give more life to every creature in their land. But creating the Alpha's would be her greatest mistake because instead of protecting their land they were the one destroying it by killing each other just to be a leader. The four Alpha's can be recognized which group of clan they're belong by the color of their eyes.

I heard her announce from the other side of the door. I opened the door and walked into the office. My mother was sitting behind her desk while my father sat on the couch with my younger brother, Rory. He was only seven months younger than I was. My mother got pregnant right after giving birth to me and a werewolf pregnancy only lasted six months. That was why we were so close in age. My brother and I were complete opposites. I was serious and disciplined, while he was laid back and a total prankster. Even though we were opposites, we still got along well. It didn’t seem to bother him that I was next in line to be alpha. He was quite supportive of me. I had already decided that when I took o

“G-Get out!” Carlos blinks out of the stupor. “W-what, no, I’m not—” “Get. Out. Omega ,” the silver alpha snarls, voice raspy from disuse. It sends shivers up Carlos’s spine. . TBC

But I knew he wouldn't like that. “My wolf needs you around,” I told him honestly. “That means you will stay around and out of my way.” I saw his face fall and kicked myself internally. Unknown to him, I was actually saving him from the pack's wrath. If anyone caught a whiff he was my mate, they would pick on him more than they already do. Not just because he is a male, but for his unfortunate birth status. Omegas are a rare, lowly breed of werewolves. They are basically the size of a dog and rarely make it to adulthood. In most packs, they are killed immediately after birth but my mother, the great Luna of Green Hill pack, stopped the archaic tradition in our pack. But I am not powerful eno