Novel & Cerita Beta Alpha Omega Dartmouth

Dulse had come out and was apparently quite upset as there was more than one broken glass on the floor. Minutes later the doorbell rang and he uhered in Madox, a tall, well-dressed alpha who hadn't lost his glamor over the years. -Come with me- Dominic led him to where the boy was and the doctor could only wrinkle his nose. -You know how dangerous it is to bring an alpha when an omega is close to having his heat- Dominic raised an eyebrow. -There we have a problem, I trust your verdicts, I also smell his smell, but he says it's a beta-

I added, full of sarcasm. They had left me alone and if they were waiting for me to be happy at the alpha's arrival, I wouldn't be. "Watch your tongue, Autumn. That's the alpha we are talking about." "I don't understand why you have to tell me about him." According to the rumors, he had already finished his master's degree in business. While Hugh was away, Beta Maddox temporarily took over the pack. "I am telling you now because there will be a masquerade party a week from now. The omega's are in charge of the decoration and everything."

she replied and I nodded in acknowledgement. “Do you, Dara Circe Maga accept me as your Alpha, Skatom Mochain as your pack and as the mate of the Delta promise to protect and defend your pack and uphold our laws?” I asked. “I, Dara Circe Maga, accept you Alpha Baylor Alan Dunne as my Alpha, Skatom Mochain as my pack, and as the mate of the Delta, I promise to protect and defend our pack and uphold our laws,” Dara vowed. I took the blade and sliced across my palm and handed her the blade to do the same to her own. When we joined hands I felt her pack link spark to life. “Welcome home Delta Dara,” I said. “Thank you Alpha,” she replied and bowed her head in submission.

“In case our decision backfires on us. At least, we can plead for her not to be killed” My pupils shrink in dread. From the way they sounded, their Alpha was a terrible person. Almost as feared as Alexandra. I hated Alphas. I did not want to see him. Any of them. I rubbed my feet against one another, squirming uncomfortably. They all turned, scrunching their faces in contemplation as they glared at me impatiently. My thumb slowly moved up to my stomach, tapping it twice to announce my prolonged need for food. They knew I was pregnant afterall.

Never meant for greatness. Months of preparation have led to this moment, yet no amount of practice can still the unease twisting inside me. I feel exposed. Unready. The Mating Ceremony may be simple in execution, but its significance is absolute—especially for those of higher ranks. A single misstep isn't just a mistake; it's a disgrace. A betrayal. Everything must be perfect. It has to be. Because if it isn't, I may not leave this day unscathed. -*- Hello dear readers! Welcome to my own take on the Werewolf Romance story, The Alpha's Omega! I hope you enjoy it and please leave a comment if you do ;) Before we continue, please be aware this story contains the following;

“C’mon.” “Smooth,” I snort. “But seriously, I’ve gotta find them so I can get registered for classes today.” “I know, Alpha asked me to take you. I’m pre-med at the U, too.” I stare at him for a long moment, blinking. “You?” “Wow, don’t look so surprised,” he chuckles, running a hand through his auburn hair. I narrow my eyes on Tobias, searching his face for a sign that he’s trying to get one over on me. “But I thought you were a pack warrior?”

“Her too.” Kael steps forward. “Council law says the Head of Council can be removed by unanimous vote of the remaining Alphas. Borin?” “Aye,” Borin says. “Winter Tooth votes aye. And we’ll hang any male who touches a pup again.” “Syra?” “Aye,” Syra says. “Silver Creek votes aye. And High Pine answers to me until a new Alpha is chosen. A real one.” “Alaric?” “Aye,” Alaric says. “Stone Jaw votes aye. And from this day, any omega in my territory who wants to learn to fight, learns. Any who wants to heal, heals. No collars. No clauses. No cages.”

Gwen’s attention is brought back to Dean Alpha Blackmoor when he clears his throat and says. ‘So, your appearance in the mountains…’ ‘I tried to tell you about Professor Knight and what he was doing to Isadora…’ ‘Why didn’t you come to me sooner?’ ‘Would you have believed her without all that?’ Gwen lifted her arm and pointed to the photos now scattered; she is an Omega after all; they don’t have the same rights as everyone else… do they?’ A flash of guilt passes through Alpha Blackmoor's eyes as he remembers welcoming the Omega at the beginning of the semester last year, and he had promised her that she could come to him if she needed anything.

"I apologize, Derrick, but I am at this moment unable to speak with you." Elio just meant to push Derrick aside and keep looking for Rae, but the deputy was clearly trying to get in the way. He put his body in the way of him to stop him, which infuriated Elio even more. "Tell me, Elio," he said, "what did you do to make the alpha appoint you as the beta of this pack?"

] The common sense of this world that’s been drilled into my head from over a year of sex education from my adoptive parents. Alpha, omega, beta. I felt like I’d heard these words somewhere before too… [Where did you hide my omega?] Sure enough, they appear in that novel passage. “Ah, shit. My head…” A headache washes over me sharply again. At the same time, the text in my head starts fitting together like puzzle pieces. Alpha, omega, beta. Blonde baby, Harper Lewis. BK Group, conglomerate family. Not Samuel Bailey, but William Bailey. And, William Bailey’s older brother and…