Alpha V Omega Novels & Stories

“No pressure, then.” Corvin arched a brow. “You’re already under it. You just keep pretending you’re not.” Silence stretched between us, heavy with things I didn’t want named. “What happens,” I asked finally, “if the Alpha rejects the bond?” Corvin didn’t answer right away. He stared into his mug, jaw tightening. “Then the fire looks elsewhere,” he said. “And gods help anyone standing in its path.” My wolf snarled uneasily. I stood, heart pounding. “You’re saying she’s dangerous.”

She wrote it word by word as she spoke. “Are you being racist?” he frowned at her. “What it has to do with an omega? Is my race was any less different than Alpha and Beta in case of smell?” “Of course, you see, when you entered my room this afternoon, you could breathe near the fuming gas, while I, on the other hand, couldn’t. Alpha and Beta’s five senses are more advance than omega’s. An alpha for example could smell a rabbit existence 5 km away without using any mana, and 10 km or more by using mana.” She paused for a while to breathe and then continued. “With this bomb, Alpha and Beta could faint and lose their senses. But the effect won’t be so strong on omega due to their weak sense of

“Nice to meet you, Anna. I hope later we can get to know each other better.” “Sure.” I introduced Victoria to Jack too, but she only nodded. Jack scratched his nape and then nodded at Victoria too. I needed to ask Victoria later about this as she was warm with Nate, but cold toward Jack. Afterward, I circled my arm to her waist and escorted her to meet my father. “Father, please meet Anna. She is an Omega, but I’m sure you’ll find her much more than a weak she-wolf.” Victoria bowed to my father. “Alpha Horace, it is an honor to meet you. I’m Omega Anna Warren.”

He stood in the doorway, fists clenched, face pale with rage. I rose slowly, back to him. “You’re too late.” He didn’t move. “You’ll regret this,” he said. I turned, voice like frost. “I already regret meeting you.” He didn’t speak this time. He left, slamming the door so hard the glass trembled. Moments later, Alpha Daniel entered, holding a file. “I did some digging,” he said. “Alpha Joe searched for 107 Omegas over the years. All with scent profiles like Emily’s.”

My name is Ava Rose—eighteen years old, Omega of the Selene Pack. From the moment I could understand my place in this world, I knew what I was destined for. As an Omega, I have no authority, no rights, and certainly no claim to stand by His side. I was never meant to rule. Never meant for greatness.

The posture she used when she was forcing herself not to react. "Alpha-omega bonds," Harlan continued, "are classified as taboo under current pack law, due to the dominance imbalance and the risk of the omega's identity being subsumed. They are, however—" he clicked again, "—the only bond type that triggers full resonance. Complete synchronization of instinct, scent, and wolf response. Essentially irreversible once acknowledged." I looked at Val. She was looking at the desk in front of her. Her hands were flat on the surface, very still.

“Werewolves are probably the most romantic people you can find. Avery read out after getting to the part where the author of the article talked about their concept of mates. How they can easily recognise their soulmate with their senses: touch, smell, and sometimes even eyes. The heightened lust that comes with it. Avery got even more invested when the concept of ranks within werewolf packs was discussed. It all sounded similar to what Ian said but maybe not in detail. An alpha is the leader of the pack, the beta is the second in command, the gamma is the warrior and the omega is the breeder. It all felt so strange and foreign but at the same time, Avery felt a sense of familiarity.

omega. I stopped walking and froze on the spot, eyes glued to the paper. It wasn't alpha. Not beta. It was damn fucking omega. Everything disappeared in my eyesight. Even the paper went dark. The word 'omega' enlarged in my vision. O M E G A. The word rang in my head.

and then it was time to admit, "we are werewolves." Upon hearing that, Logan covered his lips in shock. He could see right through the absurdity of it all. A tail, snout, and sharp teeth, and his ultra-acute hearing. Outside of animals, who could possess a tail? It took him a few minutes to come out of this shock. Rae waited for a few seconds before he continued. "There is a caste difference between your mother and I. I am the alpha while Ava is an omega." "Like the wolves, the alpha?" Afterwards, the youngster recalled the bedtime stories I had read to him. Stories about werewolves, in which the dominant character was always the strongest and occasionally the most vicious. It all seemed to

Omegas Tanto varones como hembras, poseen aparatos reproductores femeninos (útero y ovarios), y son perfectamente capaces de concebir siempre y cuando sean fecundados por un alfa y rara vez un beta. Sin embargo, los omega tienen una característica muy importante que son los celos que ocurren cada tres meses y dura tres días aproximadamente (el tiempo varía según los escritores) en los que sus niveles hormonales se disparan y se ven firmemente necesitados de buscar un alfa para "aparearse" con él. Ahí es cuando el lado Omega se libera, necesitan del apareamiento y sus feromonas informan de esto a los alfa o beta cercanos, también es aquí donde su fertilidad aumenta. Los omega, al igual que lo