Alpha-omega Planet Of The Apes Novels & Stories

“Then, what are you uneasy about like this? We love each other, isn't that more than enough. Do you believe me if I am happy if I live with you? If you don't believe me, then I will promise to always accept you, accompanying you in difficult or happy circumstances. Whatever our circumstances will be, I still love you because you are my Alpha.” The beautiful Omega smiled heartily with her hands stretched out, stroking tan-skinned cheeks under her body.

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

BDSM, Kinks, Wildness/Roughness, Manipulation and Crazy obsession, Total submission etc. This is not your usual Werewolf book. This is an omegaverse. In this modern world, they use something called “Aura Energy”. There are three types of humans in this world which are; The Omegas being the weakest, The Betas, and the highest of them, The Alphas! The Alphas are classified into three powers, which are; “S” rank (The weakest), we have “SS+” Rank (powerful) and lastly, the “SSS+” Rank (The most powerful and rarest Rank which everyone believes has gone extinct.”

None of the species allowed to transverse in others territory without their prior approval. The plane landed us on the land of the werewolves island named Ombra. Ombra holds the six biggest packs which are led by six Alpha's who are reported to me. I live in the capital with my family where there are mostly women and children of the families who died in the last war. I can tell my mate is growing more anxious with every passing second. I held her hand in mine and smiled at her trying to convey a silent message of support before starting to meet the person waiting for us.

" Right okay, so as you now know we're Werewolves, as regular wolves we live in packs and we have an Alpha, the Alpha's wife is called his mate and mates are predestined by our Moon God and Goddess, they are basically the other half of our souls or our soulmates, you'd be able to scent your mate after you come of age and shift, if you are ever disloyal to your mate he or she would feel a stabbing pain in their chest and vice versa if your mate is disloyal to you, when you touch you'd feel what we call sparks, she would be the only person you would feel that with and your world would rotate around her once you meet her, Alpha mates are called Lunas' our Alpha is Teejan Woods and his mate is B

Alex My mind was going crazy. I was tired of living in a cave surrounded by messed up horny wolves. If I ever survived this, I would be absent from Clearsand parties for a while. It was sickening to watch. Yet I had to because that was how Apophis sent magic into them to share. It was weird. While most of the wolves were not in their senses and were being controlled, others were deliberately in league with Apophis. They were Alphas and Betas of the lesser pack. Every day new wolf packs joined up of their volition, and it baffled me how these bastards would team up with the likes of Apophis. They had referred to him as Alex Wildbreed a couple of times but soon realised that I wasn't serving t

Alpha drove back with his omega's sweet scent all over him and his thoughts all over mind. To be continued..

"I don't care if you have to burn the entire server farm—don't let them have his pack!" The bone-white towers began to open. Not doors. Fissures. The Apostles descended—three silhouettes made of shifting smoke and vitrified bone. They glided, their presence compressing the air until the quartz pillars in the hall began to weep liquid gold. They were the original Alphas. The ones who had decided five centuries ago that an Omega was just a battery. [ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: THE CONDUIT] [STATUS: GOLDEN MUTATION 95%]

“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

He was beta Lamarck— a cruel and bitter wolf. “You know how much shortage we have. We lost one of our surest resources last night. The Alpha wants her out of here” “But her buyer would be here anytime soon? What do we tell him? He's the only one ready to pay a reasonable amount,” another responded as they walked away from me.