Alpha Omega Wolves Novels & Stories

His Alpha. Reese still couldn't believe he'd found a pack that practiced the Old Ways. The terms Alpha, beta, omega, etc, were all old terms, no longer used in their society. Wolves didn't fight for power anymore, they'd adapted to the ways of the world around them too much. Money was what defined your status now. And though Reese fully believed his Alpha was a true one, unfortunately, they were a small fish in a huge pond of billionaires.

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.

We approached the pack cautiously, aware that first impressions were crucial. A tall, strong Alpha with piercing blue eyes stepped forward, his pack standing proudly behind him. "State your purpose," he growled, his voice laced with authority and curiosity. "We seek allies," Alpha Jayden replied, their tone respectful but firm. "We are on a quest to protect the world, to find a new home where our pack can thrive. Will you stand with us?" The pack's Alpha regarded us for a moment, his gaze weighing our words and assessing our resolve. Then, he turned to his Beta, a wise and experienced wolf with a streak of silver running through his fur. They exchanged a glance that spoke volumes, a silent a

The Lupercalia festival held in Palm Springs City usually started with the Alpha telling the story about the origin of the werewolves. Most times, the Alpha was an extremely good storyteller, and so in the darkness which they could see comfortably in, the wolves formed a large circle around him. He stood in the middle of it as the Alpha, the Betas formed an inner circle, the Lunas a third, ranking between the Betas and the rank below them, the Omegas, the largest group which formed the outermost circle, all seated in their wolf forms.

Did they really think that Kaden would just sit there and take the disrespect forever and that he wouldn’t fight back? Did they forget that you can insult a man, and he might walk away but when you insult a wolf, especially an Alpha wolf, you don’t walk away without paying for it. Alpha wolves are different and they don’t ignore disrespect. They are called Alpha wolves for a reason, leader of a park and I think that Kaden’s wolf had just had enough. It was so clear now that this wasn’t just about Caleb anymore and this was more about the elders turning their backs on Kaden and giving him then audacity to act around like he already owned the Alpha title.

She stutters then lifts the mug, sipping at the tea I’d made. A spark of warmth lights in my chest at her acceptance of my gift. “No. Anyone can fight, but they are the appointed. You can think of them as the police within the pack. They follow the Alpha’s orders,” I answer, glad she asked. I don’t want to get too ahead of myself, but it’s a good first step to acceptance. She nods again. “Lastly, we have the Omega group. This is the majority of the pack, the normal wolves who live their daily lives like a lot of the humans here except for the ability to shift.”

I countered, voice turning dark, “considering a woman beat you in a competition, I imagine your pride is in shambles. Now, if you’ll excuse me — I have better things to do.” His eyes flashed—wounded pride and simmering rage. He was halfway into his wolf, shoulders trembling as he fought for control. He growled, voice dropping deeper. “Don’t think owning this place means I can’t take it down with a snap of my fingers.” “Like you’re already trying to?” I shot back. “Go on…What else can you do, hmm?” The shift of an angry Alpha was impossible to ignore—heavy, crackling, oppressive. It pressed against my lungs, squeezing the air out.

Word of mouth travelled fast, and we began to attract a lot of terrified and abused omegas who willingly ran from their tormentors, becoming rogue to find us. My daughter, Carissa, and Beast became symbols within the Wolfen community. We weren’t strictly wolves, however. No, Carissa would not hear of it. I was chuckling at the thought of her challenging Beast on nearly everything. He would yell, but you could see he loved the spark in her. She challenged him in the ways he needed her to. His mind was changing on many things, and he was becoming the Alpha I knew he could be.

" Do people still involve themselves in things like that. Like imagine this is kind of weird, a werewolf. I have to say, I have never seen one before. But I have studied a lot about that and I was surprised that werewolves were not among the earliest extinction. Infact they are just natural selections. So tell me, how many have you hunted?" " I was newly shifted into the class. My grades were not good enough for the department I had expected to be in." " And which department is that?" " Universe unification." " Never heard of that," Melissa snarled. " It's actually a new department. It is all about bringing the world together. It is actually a new era of unity. It must sound weird but it doe

His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl. Being born from a powerful alpha like their father, as well as a strong-willed and outspoken woman as a mother, all three Knox siblings were born as an alpha and to say the least, it had led to an interesting family dinner, one of which is far more than enough to give their parents a headache for a lifetime.