Alpha Omega Wolves Novels & Stories

Alexander chuckles at that, “I don’t think I can answer the latter question. No one knows why they exist; they have just been since the dawn of our existence. They help govern the pack and contribute to it. Those of the Alpha tier are the leaders, and there can only be two Alphas in the pack as I told you before. Alphas have red eyes in their wolf forms, that’s how they are recognizable. Deltas have orange eyes, while Omegas have yellow eyes.” “Woah,” I breathe. “Yeah, it’s pretty straightforward like that. Deltas are meant to be the protectors of the pack which is why they are always members of the Guard or on patrols. While they aren’t as strong as Alphas physically, they are certainly fas

We had done it a number of times for people who were mated to rogues, and were exposed to danger. My father hissed. "Not with Larkxe. Doing that, would either strip him of his power, or worse, kill him." his voice was low and cold as he spoke, and together with his words, they gave me chills. "But why?" I asked, frowning. My mother sat on one of the chairs opposite from me, and sighed. "Because, Larkxe, is not just any wolf. He is going to be Alpha soon. You don't do those kind of spells on am Alpha." was her answer, which confused me the more.

**** Alpha Romulus Mansion: The evening breeze was cool as the compound of Alpha Romulus were filled with different wolves of high and low status. The Alpha's of all the five packs were seen standing next to each other, whispering to themselves so that the other wolves won't hear them. Soon, Osiris Wilderwood and his sons made their appearance in the compound and everywhere was quiet. The four of them were a sight to behold. Osiris Wilderwood and his two sons were on black suits except Zinedine Wilderwood who was just in simple black jeans and a long sleeve brown shirt with a black boots to go with.

The 25-year-old werewolf, who by rights should have assumed the mantle of alpha, had been cruelly robbed of his destiny by a grievous injury sustained in a brutal pack battle. Ryker, a stalwart friend and loyal pack member, proudly bore a banner emblazoned with the inscription "Hail the Future Alpha!" in bold, golden lettering. The banner was draped majestically above the fireplace, where it fluttered proudly in the flickering candlelight.

This had to work. The last I’d heard of the yellow wolf’s bane, it was being used by a pack of wolves known as the Red dawn who were based out in the Borderlands. They were however, not a very welcoming lot. Shit! This was going to be difficult. I wasn’t looking forward to meeting the mad doctor they called an Alpha. Her reputation of sadism and diabolical experiments were well known in these parts. Rumor even had it that she was hideously deformed, looking more beast than woman. Even her betas were said to possess the strength and speed of two werewolves combined into one.

“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."

My whole world changed that day actually. You see, on or around a wolf’s 12th birthday, their wolf’s status or rank can be scented by others, as our wolf is beginning to prepare to emerge. This also helps ranked wolves prepare the younger generation for their position, and responsibilities within the pack. The ranks are Alpha who is the leader of the pack. Beta who is the second to the Alpha. Gamma who is the third to the alpha. Deltas or warriors who are well the warriors or the packs protectors. Regular wolves who are the day to day wolves such as doctors, nurses, teachers, shop owners, and the like. The lowest ranked wolves are the Omegas. The Omegas are the maids, cooks, gardeners, baby

’ She says, pointing to Moss standing behind Nina in the photo. ‘Are you sure? When and where did you see him?’ I ask. ‘Moss, I think his name is. He is the future Alpha of a pack of ruthless, mongrel rogues.’ ‘He’s a future Alpha?’ I say, in complete shock. ‘Yes, his mother is well known around here too, and not for good reasons either. Their pack members are always stealing from all the surrounding towns and villages. They have even kidnapped she-wolves and force mateships between those she-wolves and their rogues.’

I wasn’t impressed by this and wanted to know who it was. In our world, the highest-ranking wolves are Alpha’s with their large black wolves, Betas come next with a smaller gray wolf, then the Gammas with their white wolves. At the bottom are the Omegas, but it's only because they have small wolves with any color pelt. The Omegas outnumbered Alphas, Betas and Gammas massively. “Let’s go in and get homework done while I make everyone dinner. Can you three gentlemen hunt down the table leaf and extra chairs when you’re done?” Cat asked.

Emma was smiling brightly with excitement, it both worried and warmed me seeing her embrace all these changes. Although we call them werewolves they are not as human stories make them out to be. Werewolves can be described as humanoid beings that share their minds and bodies with a beast spirit. Some believe that they originated from the Fay centuries ago as it is common knowledge some of the Fay also have beast forms such as panthers, birds of prey , or sharks (in the case of the Mer). In current times the wolves follow laws created by a council comprised of each pack's leader. This leadership is run by a male called Alpha and a Luna (his female partner). Some members have called for this t