Alpha Tau Omega Flags Novels & Stories

The silence had teeth in it… I felt every eye in that courtyard land on me at the same time and the murmuring started with a whisper and grew quickly. I heard my mother's name first and then the word that always followed her name in this pack. “Isn't that the child of the whore?” That question passed from one mouth to the next like it was something worth sharing. Then came the accusation that I had crossed the boundary to find a charm and used it to pull the alpha toward me, and that one spread even faster than the first. I felt his wolf standing close to him. It was like a persistent, yet quiet pull that moved through me the way a current moves under still water and it was impossible to dis

“Liar.” He surged forward, sweeping my leg and pinning me to the mat. His weight pressed down—not crushing, but firm enough that I could feel his breath against my neck. “Yield,” he said quietly. The suppressant had started to fade. My body burned and my pulse raced. I could smell him, and worse, he could smell me. “I said yield, Hale.” I turned my head just enough to meet his eyes. “Get off.” Then it happened. The faintest crack in the mask. My scent slipped which felt sweet, warm, unmistakably Omega.

He knew the meaning, but why trigger Orion more with objection? Five different colors for the wristbands: golden, red, purple, blue, and white, each for a type of bloodline of Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, and...Omega. “So where did you get that Alpha bloodline spell stone?” Orion urges with more kicks. It was better to accuse Leo of stealing than admitting that Leo was an Alpha bloodline. Or, as powerful as one.

The black wolf symbolizes it's full of Envy, Anger, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, flash pride, superiority, and ego. Ash placed another mural in front of it the old one. It was a painting of a black wolf with red eyes, licking the white wolf's face with love written about it. Alex gasped at the painting. It was of them together on a run with the rest of the pack. Win must have taken it, and sent it to Ash so he could paint it. A painting of an Alpha with his Omega. It's show their love for eachother, their trust for eachother.

Max shouted perplexed when they finally saw the intruder… Neither of them could ever mistake what they saw for something else… Before them on a gold pendant that has a circle of seven wolves and a wolf in the centre of the circle, all howling at a full moon. The lone wolf in the centre of the circle represented the Alpha and the seven wolves in the circle were the seven packs that came together to make the Tsauno Lycan Clan. The Tavala! Only the true Alphas of Tsauno wore it.

Tracing it with his finger, he considered it again. In the shape of a military shield with a background of deep, midnight blue with a full silver moon partially veiled by a stylized American flag. In the center stood a formidable werewolf in a vigilant pose, its fur a combination of military green and silver, golden eyes glowed with determination. The werewolf held an M16 across his chest, teeth bared. Across the top in Marine red was a banner in bold gold letters with the pack motto. Semper Fidelis Lupus – Always Faithful Wolf. On either side of the shield, there were olive branches and arrows, paw prints linking the two. At the very bottom was the golden Eagle Globe and Anchor of the Unite

The first was a female and she barely knew her that much since she's married to her mate. The second oldest was Cyrus, who stays in the alpha's household ever since he got his mate. Yeah, he is soon to be the next beta of their pack though. And the least oldest. Alexander. He has nothing to write home about, that is in Petal's point of view. Just like their father, he bully and picked on her, making everything more difficult for her. He cares less about her existence and make her do his work, watching his friends pick on her and turn her into a laughing stock, forgetting the fact that they are siblings.

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

Therefore, Crown Prince Ruarc of the noble Icelands, can take his orders and shove them up his tight little hole because I would bow to no one. Alpha or Omega. “Crinka, I don’t want to hurt you, so drop the fucking knife and step the fucking back”, Ruarc yelled. Had I remained that Crinka, the one who was too quick to accept her fate, the demeaning fate bestowed upon her, I would have stepped back. But I am not that Crinka, thus, the Crown Prince would like to think again, before infusing alpha’s dominance in his tone, because this Crinka, would bow to no one.

Unless— My chest tightens slightly as I stare at it. Unless the Omega is close to their Alpha, it glows gold as a sign of recognition and acceptance. My gaze sharpens, locking onto that mark as they pull him further away. “What the fuck is that?” I mutter under my breath.