Alpha Omega Novels & Stories

“A wolf has never been claimed by an Icelander before, so nobody knows if you are going to survive it. But since you survived the blood bond, I’m sure you’d be fine” I glare at him. “That doesn’t make me feel any better. I need to know now if I can survive it. I’m just an omega and…” “Cut it out Crinka. Alphas and omegas don’t actually matter here. If you’re weak, you’re weak and if you’re string, you’re strong”, Eloive says. “Thanks for not making me feel any better”. “You’re welcome”, he says with a smile, before leaving me alone with Ruarc.

Forever. "I didn't even know you were seeming another omega...not after-" Sebestian turns to him and his mouth does that weird pout it does when he can't find the right words. Like he wants to say something important and be sympathetic but he knows his mind will fall short of conjuring it all up. "It's another alpha," Adom whispers. He doesn't mean to say it like he's ashamed or scared but it still comes out small and demure. Sebestian has never mentioned alpha pairs to him and he doesn't know where his friend stands on the subject per se. But if he can't talk to Sebestian about this then who the hell is he supposed to talk to? "What's another alpha?" Sebestian says, eyes squinting at Adom.

He scoffed with a head shake. Lucky for me, Matty had already returned. I quickly had him escort Alpha Bruce and his men to the conference room before I said something I would regret. Today was going to be a challenge, especially since my parents were counting on me to be the voice of reason amongst all these alphas. I couldn’t let a guy like Alpha Bruce get under my skin. My thoughts were interrupted when a black sedan pulled up. Elders Clayton, Harris, and Olaf stepped out. They were part of the werewolf council, and a couple of them always attended the alpha meetings as mediators in the event things got out of control.

“B-But… Why me? I am just an omega.” Alpha Jake glanced at Mara, sensing her uncertainty and the weight of the situation upon her shoulders. He spoke with a calm and reassuring tone, "Mara, in the eyes of the moon goddess, the status of an omega, beta, or alpha doesn't define one's worthiness. The moon goddess's choice is not based on societal ranks or hierarchies within the pack. It's about a deeper connection, a bond that goes beyond what we can see on the surface."

Lex POV Greetings, fellow beings! I am Alpha Lex, the esteemed leader of the Black Widow Pack. Within the confines of my pack, we have a sanctuary. Where you will witness a harmonious coexistence of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, each with their unique strengths and vulnerabilities. Our purpose here is to extend our unwavering support and compassion to those who have lost their way. Whether it be due to their primal instincts overpowering their rationality or the heart-wrenching experiences of abandonment and mistreatment they have endured in their past packs.

A person I had not known was in the same space as me commented, rousing me from my thoughts. My mind was filled with the rosy complexion of Persephone’s cheeks and her dazed expression so I may have stared at this woman without even seeing her. “Should there be?” I looked at the omega who never did the right thing. “Is there something you wish to say to me?” April, was it? Or was it August? “I think – I think Alpha Koa is a great person.” She clenched the sides of her skirt as she bowed her head, her face red. “That – that is – that is –“

I was sprawled out on the couch, watching Aggy write something on the whiteboard in the middle of the dorm's common room. I hadn't left the dorm or gone out to eat since the incident in the cafeteria earlier. But now I was starving. Tonight, my friends had decided to give me a proper explanation about the werewolf world... which, to be honest, I still didn't believe in. Alpha, Beta, Kappa, Gamma, and Omega are typical ranks in werewolf society. Frankly, it all reminded me of some weird supernatural fraternity. The Alpha's mate was called a Luna. This mating thing... well, it was embarrassing in my opinion.

But Calliope is not like the usual girl who will fall in love by the looks, she prepares the heart and characteristics, she looks at the traits that I cannot give. I can almost see the werewolves waiting for us and I can hear the waterfalls sign that we are really near. The werewolves are smiling like they are really excited about the transition. This is one our culture, to celebrate the transition of the next Alpha because having an Alpha means that you are protected. The Alphas duty is to make everyone assured that they are safe and they don't need to worry about the future.

She pulled Jessica behind her and walked out on her own, " Have you said enough? I'm really tired of all your Grade-based discrimination talk. How shameless. " "No one ever seems to doubt the saying that Alpha is by nature the strongest, bravest, smartest, kindest werewolf. Omega is the weakest, most cowardly, stupidest, most vicious werewolf. But I would love to ask you guys, is every Alpha you see in your daily life really that perfect? Is every Omega really that bad? "

The rest of our pack joins us, and as they settle around the table, I glance at Typhon and Fire Moon, gratitude spilling over in my heart. Life has a way of surprising us, doesn’t it? Each twist and turn leads us to unexpected joys. I squeeze Typhon’s hand, and he gives me a knowing smile. Together, we’ve created a haven, a place where love conquers all, where laughter fills the air, and where our hearts can finally rest. ‘See you were made to be an Alpha after all,’ my wolf chimes in. I almost chuckle out loud as I reply, ‘Well Co-Alpha at least.’