Novel & Cerita Alpha Omega Martial Arts

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.

Curiosity and fear dominate me. How can an Omega beat five trained betas? Even though I knew she was a gunslinger, it was impossible because snipers weren't trained to be martial arts experts. Who is Damelza? Her identity was so hidden that even her name was not listed as a member of the Earth Pack or the Uthaman Kingdom. “Alpha!” Damelza ran over to greet me. For a moment, I felt the real beauty in front of me. “I saw you beat five Betas. Do you have any fighting experience, Honey?” I asked softly as I took the AK-47 from her hand. I gave the weapon to one of my members and then embraced Damelza as she left the training area.

People were whispering at her approach, but her eyes, which were watchful, hard eyes, were making Diva weak and ill. She was staring directly at her. Diva was receiving a sick thud in her tummy. "Good evening, noble wolves. Welcome, one and all, to this year's annual gathering." "Good evening, Ancient Soothsayer," the crowd parroted back as a collective. "I shall now call up each of the pack alphas," she continued, calling them out. "Alpha Roland of the Emeraldfang. Luna Rachel of the Bronzefang. Alpha Mike of the Ruby Fang. Alpha Derek of the Blackfang. And not least, Luna Diva of the Silverfang."

"I stand before the flame without deceit. Let it judge me as it will." Her voice did not betray the inferno going through her body. "Alpha, it is within your right to deny or allow such motion. Do you have any objections for her to step into her role?" "I hold no objections," Fin gritted out, without looking at her. Aeron didn't pause. As far as he was concerned, this was an Alpha thing because Fin was like this the last ceremony too. "Do you offer your oath to Shadowclaw," he intoned, "to serve with strength of heart, clarity of mind, and loyalty unbroken as Luna Alpha of Shadowclaw? Do you accept the mantle placed upon you?"

“Her too.” Kael steps forward. “Council law says the Head of Council can be removed by unanimous vote of the remaining Alphas. Borin?” “Aye,” Borin says. “Winter Tooth votes aye. And we’ll hang any male who touches a pup again.” “Syra?” “Aye,” Syra says. “Silver Creek votes aye. And High Pine answers to me until a new Alpha is chosen. A real one.” “Alaric?” “Aye,” Alaric says. “Stone Jaw votes aye. And from this day, any omega in my territory who wants to learn to fight, learns. Any who wants to heal, heals. No collars. No clauses. No cages.”

Elder Rowan stepped into the Moon Oath Sanctuary, his ancient eyes locking onto the center of the stone room where the absolute submission of an omega was being put on display. The heavy musk of pine and dark winter forest rolled off Caelum Frostbane in massive waves, driving Michaels Masterson onto his knees on the white leather ottoman. Michaels kept his eyes raised, his omega core pulsing with white-hot heat as the supreme alpha’s thick length leaked a pearly bead of precum onto his trembling lips.

“It is an honor for me to introduce you all to Alpha Fred Shadow, the Alpha of the Hurricane Dawn Pack.” “Who is he?” I asked Melanie. “He is our Alpha—Horace Black.” Some werewolf howled to greet Alpha Fred. He howled back and smiled. “It is great to be here. But I am so excited to see my daughter’s marking day. But, most importantly, we will be great allies,” Alpha Fred said.

Layla stands at the front of one unit, her expression calm but alert, and she meets my gaze briefly before returning her attention forward. The outer gates open slowly when West Ridge approaches, and I feel the subtle shift ripple through our wolves, curiosity braided with pride. Their Alpha leads at the front, tall and composed, flanked by two Betas and a line of seasoned warriors behind him, and as they cross the threshold into our territory I step forward to meet them. “Welcome,” I say evenly, extending my hand. He clasps it firmly, his grip confident but not challenging. “We appreciate the invitation,” he replies. “Strength through coordination.”

Jia hissed, but Allen punched her. "It used to happen; that's why Mr. Adom appointed me; now if anyone abuses Omega or disrespects them, we suspend them and even take strict action. The world is changing, ma'am, and you are still living in an old world with old thinking. You saw your girl yourself; she is talented. More than any Alpha in this school. Shame on you two, and I feel bad that I invited you to be judges. You guys don't deserve it. We don't want people like you two in our society. As an Alpha, you can make decisions related to them and do what you want. It's legal to punish those who disrespect omegas and abuse them." With the principal leaving the place and both Jia and Jones begg

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