Novel & Cerita Beta Alpha Omega Dartmouth

People were whispering at her approach, but her eyes, which were watchful, hard eyes, were making Diva weak and ill. She was staring directly at her. Diva was receiving a sick thud in her tummy. "Good evening, noble wolves. Welcome, one and all, to this year's annual gathering." "Good evening, Ancient Soothsayer," the crowd parroted back as a collective. "I shall now call up each of the pack alphas," she continued, calling them out. "Alpha Roland of the Emeraldfang. Luna Rachel of the Bronzefang. Alpha Mike of the Ruby Fang. Alpha Derek of the Blackfang. And not least, Luna Diva of the Silverfang."

The sound caught in my throat, half-hysterical. “Happier?” I managed, shaking my head. “You’re joking, right? Look at me.” I gestured wildly to my soaked dress, the bucket still rolling near the straw mat. “I’m an omega. A nobody. And you—you’re…” I couldn’t even finish. His smile deepened. “I know who I am, Alisha.” “And I know what’s coming. You’ll reject me. Of course you will. Why wouldn’t you? That’s what everyone would expect.” My voice cracked again, softer now. “It’s what I expect.”

My mother stepped in front of me, her voice stern. “We have sacrificed a lot for you. Do you think food and a place to sleep come for free? At least do something to help us for once.” “You’re selling me. Don’t you call it marriage? Don’t you dare,” I hissed. She flinched but composed just in time. “It is marriage. The Alpha has chosen you. Do you have any idea the kind of honour that is? Any girl in the pack would be grateful.” “Honour?” I let out a laugh that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “So you want me to believe the Alpha would want someone like me. An Omega, nobody? This feels like a big lie.”

Lex POV Greetings, fellow beings! I am Alpha Lex, the esteemed leader of the Black Widow Pack. Within the confines of my pack, we have a sanctuary. Where you will witness a harmonious coexistence of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, each with their unique strengths and vulnerabilities. Our purpose here is to extend our unwavering support and compassion to those who have lost their way. Whether it be due to their primal instincts overpowering their rationality or the heart-wrenching experiences of abandonment and mistreatment they have endured in their past packs.

Time flies as I work on the breskfast prep and then helping the other Omegas set the buffet style dining up before the hoards of hungry warriors arrive. I sit with Alexis to eat our breakfast and decide to just come out with it and tell her. A girl's gotta have someone to talk to. And after today, the Alpha's wolf was acting strange. And I'm not sure if I can trust the Beta or even Armani with something like this.

I said. Alpha Jo's brow furrowed in contemplation, his gaze searching mine for answers that eluded us both. "Ava, it's not that I doubt our connection," he replied, his voice tinged with regret. "But as the Alpha of our pack, I am bound by duty and tradition. Marrying an Omega goes against everything our society dictates."

“Have you heard? The three true alphas are back. People are saying they returned because their presence is a mandatory one whenever the combat tournament is being held. But we all know they usually send their betas to represent them. Their coming this time is simple, to see their omega mate.” The master of the team, Mendoza was in, said, as they walked to the training house allocated to them early the next morning.

"On my right is my Beta and on my left is my Head Enforcer. At my back are some of my enforcers." Valley nodded, then looked at Dante. "Now if the opposite force could also introduce himself and the wolves with him." "Dante Ian, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. Behind me, you'll see my Head Enforcer and two of my enforcers. On my left is my Beta and on my right" – he stroked a hand through her hair – "is my mate, Freya." He knew the smile he shot Bryant wasn't a pleasant one. "Thank you," said Valley. "Now I'll ask you both, beginning with the older Alpha, to outline the issue as you see it. I ask you not to interrupt each other."

“Greetings, Alpha Crowley. My name is Anthony Martin, and I am Beta of Titanfang Pack. I’ve come with gifts from my Alpha, as well as a message.” Behind the Beta, several Omegas, the lowest ranking werewolf, were holding numerous luxurious gift boxes and bags.

Dalton teases. A chorus of ‘Whoa’ and laughter fill the room. “Let me at least leave,” Luke chimes in. “Me too,” Maxim yells. “WE ARE OUT!” My cousins all say in unison. I hold my hand up to bring order and to my surprise everyone quiets. “By the power invested in me as Alpha of Black Hills I present my Beta, Alexzander Collins, My Beta Female Megan Collins, My Gamma Randoff Anderson, still unmated ladies.” I wink as a wave of applause fills the room.