Alpha Versus Omega Novels & Stories

My mate. “Rowan…” My voice broke, the truth spilling out with my tears. “Why are you doing this to me? You know what we are.” His expression hardened instantly. Fury carved deep lines into his face. He yanked his hand from mine like my touch poisoned him. “You think I’d accept this?” His voice dripped venom, each word a dagger. “A wolf-less omega? The murderer of my parents?” He looked over me, every syllable hammering me down. “Don’t fool yourself, Anya.”

“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.

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.

As Alpha, there is nothing I can do. I’m being tamed by omega.

Focusing on the facts, I could push my emotions away. “There we go.” “What are the three things?” Dad smiled, sipping the water. “The first is that he’s an Omega.” “That makes him…stronger?” “In a way, yes. A pairing of an Alpha and Omega is one of the strongest. It’s why Alphas buy Omegas as slaves. Without even mating them, Alphas want them to provide heirs because they will have a more potent concentration of pheromones. Their children will be stronger. ”

However, I could gather that the word Omega is the last letter of the Greek alphabet as the word Alpha is the first. And just as the explanation had stated, it was easy to figure out. As Alpha was the head of the Pack, the Omega was the last. They were the weakest as they had not wolfed out yet and that led to them not joining in training and also the easiest preys during a war outbreak.

Foreign. A doctor stood at the foot of the bed reviewing a tablet. He looked up when I stirred. “Mr. Sterling. Welcome back. We have been monitoring you closely.” “Where am I?” My voice came out rough and weaker than I remembered. “What happened?” The doctor hesitated. That single pause sent ice through my veins. “You experienced a second differentiation during the board meeting. It is extremely rare. Your Alpha physiology underwent a complete shift. You are now an Omega.” The words refused to make sense. I pulled against the restraints, muscles straining.

the commander said earning a lazy hum from Ragnar as he stared at the small mirrors on his table that had the paintings of the women his mother wanted him to pick from. "Very well, Nate, you may leave," Ragnar dismissed the commander who bowed in respect before stepping out. Nate was an Alpha himself. But he wasn't a dominant Alpha. There were rarely any dominant Alphas left in the world, while most of the majority were Alphas and betas. The only rare ones were the Dominant Alphas and the female omegas. It had come to the point that everyone believed that no female omegas were there in the world anymore. There were only male omegas.

Alpha Alfred asked, his face smug. I felt insulted that he tried to ridicule me because I picked an Omega as a mate. Clearing my throat, I spoke up, “Omegas make up the balance of every pack, so they are very vital and important." I had to answer strategically. I didn't like an Omega werewolf, but I didn't want to look like a loser in front of this old man. Alpha Alfred grinned, casually touching his bears. “Okay, that's a worthy point; like my wife pointed out, they are unique in their own way, so let’s talk about some of the items that are up for auction,”

she shrieked, trying to roll over. "No," I told her firmly, reaching out and grasping her hair, twisting it in my fist, and yanking her head back. "This is what happens when you are a naughty little omega. I'm going to show you what it really means to be an alpha male. Maybe after I'm done with you, you will have learned your lesson."