Novel & Cerita Alpha Omega Power

I beckoned and the follow everyone who is trying to escape, every one of them and it didn't matter if it was the Luna, her daughters, sons, maids, slaves—one by one, my men finished them off. I focused on Johan and ran after him, my weight pushing him to the ground as I press him down, glaring and growling at him and he shifted back, frowning and I did the same. "You shouldn't have come here, Adrian," Johan says, his voice dripping with contempt. "You know what happened the last time you crossed into my territory." "I remember all too well," I reply, my voice cold and hard. "But this time, things will be different." Johan laughs, a cruel sound that echoes through the clearing. "You are fooli

she added. I glared at her, willing her to comply, and to my amusement, she screwed up her face, taking a reluctant sip. As she passed the bowl on, her expression mirrored that of someone who had just tasted the foulest substance imaginable. The gamma reclaimed the bowl, gazing up at the open sky. "Moon Goddess, with you as my witness and with the acknowledgement of this pack, I now appoint James as the new Alpha of the Demontail Pack. May he guide and protect us with wisdom and strength."

"I'm as serious as you can ever imagine.” "Are you insane?!" My hand shot to my mouth as soon as I realized what I had just said. "I'm sorry, Alpha. Please forgive me. But have you thought about how the others might respond? Don't put the other omegas’ lives in danger because of me.” “I'm Alpha. I have the power and can do as I please." I shook my head, fear growing like a tsunami. 'You can't alter a century-old tradition?”

My wolf moved ahead more uneasy. He stated, "That is not something you can do." “And you aren’t able to pull folks out of parties as if they belong to you " I retorted. "Oh hold on. You’re the Alpha. Perhaps you have that power.” His jaw tightened. I should have been afraid. Or embarrassed. Or something normal. Instead I remained still breathing rapidly overwhelmed by emotions questioning why the fire at the party seemed chilly in contrast, to the warmth radiating from him now. The instant lingered. Dense. Electric. A stillness that seemed like quiet and more, like the breath taken before everything shifted.

I froze, expecting the Beta to join in their cruelty, or worse, to deliver a punishment for causing a commotion. Rhys stopped directly in front of the Omega who had shoved me. His large hand closed around her chin, forcing her head up. The snarky smile never left his lips, but his amber eyes were suddenly hard, predatory. “Listen, little mouse,” he said, his voice dropping to a fierce snarl. “That particular piece of dirt is currently property of the Alpha.” He punctuated the word property with a slight, warning shake of her head. “The Alpha does not like his things damaged. If I catch any of you so much as looking at her with disrespect, Kael won’t skin you. I will. Now scatter.”

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.

Meg’s POV “What do you want- omega?” Chris spits out at me, his mouth twisting in a snarl. Chris is a gamma, and his power gets to his fathead sometimes. No, he isn’t overweight, he’s just stupid. Gammas are in line for beta-ship, so they hold power in their aura. Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta, and then omega, in that order. A luna rules by the alpha’s side.

I leaned forward, bracing my hands against the stone, letting the ache steady me. Kael’s voice surfaced unbidden. “Using aegyris to sway an Alpha is cheating.” I lifted my head, meeting my reflection in the rippling surface. Is it? Power had always shaped the world. Alphas enforced it with dominance, territory, bloodlines etched so deeply into tradition they masqueraded as inevitability. Warden’s Pass refined that same power into systems—structure, industry, permanence. Why was my power different? Because it couldn’t be countered easily?

“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."

“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.