Alphas And Omegas Novels & Stories

Pulling up my phone, I texted Silas. ‘I might do some meddling with the fates.’ Once I sent it, I set my phone down and turned it on silent. “So how do we start?” Charles asked and I smiled. Taking a deep breath, I looked past the two of them. “Charles, how familiar are you with Omegas?” Sam froze for a second and looked at Charles. Charles closed his eyes for a moment and crossed his arms. “I am aware there are four main genes of wolves, as well as hodgepodge of just garden variety wolves.” I laughed at his analogy but let him continue. “You have Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Omega. Everyone else that doesn’t fall into that ends up being just normal.”

“Did you not realize that your mother was an Omega? So was your grandmother.” “What? No she wasn’t. Mom was very strong.” “Your mother was an Omega. She was strong because I personally trained her, but she was still an Omega.” “Oh.” “Yeah. It’s actually pretty common for an Alpha to have an Omega mate. A lot of Lunas, both male, and female are Omegas.” “Why?”

I envy them, all of the Betas. Why haven't I been born to become a simple Beta? Following in the nine percent of the population are the Alphas. The top of the food chain, the wealthy, the famous, and the dangerous Alphas that make the world revolve by their power. Naturally born beautiful, intelligent, multi-talented, and perfect. Then there are the Omegas. One percent of the population and the lowest of the kinds of people to ever exist. The people who hold the biggest burden of simply existing in this world.

“This is what happens when you push me to the edge. When you make me fight for what’s mine.” The omegas, though brave, seemed to be overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the chaos. They fought alongside me, their skills complementing my own as we battled through the onslaught. Alpha Jo and Alpha Pax, freed from their restraints, joined in the fight with renewed vigor. The bonds that had once held them captive were now nothing more than distant memories as they embraced the fight with fierce determination.

“Black Fang is next.” We leave at dusk. Three more saved. Seven total now. Thirty-six to go. Borin walks us to the gate. “Vincent fooled a lot of us,” he says. “But that’s no excuse.” “No,” Cleric agrees. “It’s not.” “Black Fang will fight,” Borin says. “Their Alpha, Raze, collects omegas. Likes them young.” My stomach turns. “Then we hit harder,” Alaric says. We ride north.

I knew little about the world of wolves, I had only been warned to avoid the alphas at all costs, because I was one too, and if they were not familiar there was some rivalry for some things, plus they had aggressive behavior towards others. At that time the world was divided between normal people, wolves and vampires. Humans did not know of the existence of these two races, by decision of both parties avoided this at all costs and tried to live in harmony with each other, there were laws about coexistence. They should never mix any of the two. That was totally forbidden, although the only thing we had in common was the existence of the Alphas, Betas and Omegas, which was handled in the same

I asked her as I feared for my very life. What if an omega heard that? They'd rise up and kill all of the family! We're supposed to be their protectors. We're their muscles and might. Omegas are the low-lives that aren't afraid for a second of rejecting an Alpha-family. If she was overheard we would be fighting for our lives while they tear us to shreds for disrespecting them. Omegas can make a pack. Where an Alpha will work alone in battle... An Omega relies on groups to hunt and kill its prey. Number matters. Alphas are closer to rogues than to any of the positions of a pack. It doesn't take much to tip the scales. There are certain things one should be completely quiet about... That was o

"Fuck! MATE? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, CORINE? Corine feels second-hand embarrassment while giving herself a face-palm. She stares at her brother funnily, as if he is the most stupid man in the world. Then, it dawned on him. Alpha, Omega, Mates, Moon Goddess, Luna. It was like he utterly had his knowledge about this hidden at some part of his mind that suddenly flows to him overwhelmingly. He believes that Omegas and Alphas are made for each other as they satisfy one another needs. But Alphonso is sensitive to the other's opinion of calling Omegas weak because no one is born weakling. They are powerful as they give fruit to their Alphas like his mother.

, his eyes settled on her as she did not hesitate nodding her head negatively. Her quick response at it made him lower his guard as he believed her. “Are you aware of any wolf packs in the city of Oceania,” Her eyes trembled slightly to the floor, as she paused at loss for words. “Yes, my lord” her heart paced loudly as she wondered where he must have gotten the information. “Are you a part of them?”Pressure instantly filled the air as Alpha Tristan's fiery eyes drilled into hers. “No, no, my lord” his eyes squinted further, sensing her fear. What was she afraid of?

My wolf was laughing like a hyena in my head because he loved her feisty response. “You will show me respect! I’ve been an alpha since before you were born!” Alpha Bruce spat out while standing from his chair. His face had turned bright red from how enraged he was. “I’ll show you respect when you earn it, and so far, you’ve done nothing to help your case,” she replied pointedly, while also standing from her chair. She locked her eyes with his in a silent battle for dominance. After a few minutes, Alpha Bruce looked away, and the anger on his face was still very much present. The thing was, Sophia was above other alphas because of her royal bloodline. I wasn’t surprised that he couldn’t maint