Beta And Omega Novels & Stories

His voice came as a command, but I didn't say a word. "You marked her, Oliver. Now you must take her as your Luna and never mark another." He gave the final judgment and I watched my world attempt to crumble before me. I'm an Alpha under a curse already, and need a strong Luna beside me, how on earth should I settle for a weak omega as my Luna? My chest tightened in pain, and I felt waves of pain over my body. Sane tapped her feet on the floor in rage and began to run back to her pack. We both knew it was over. We both know the tradition.

When the world has changed, sub-genders within a community are no longer foreign, men and women today are born with sub-genders that become increasingly prominent with age. Each birth will comprise 89% of the Beta group, where these Betas exhibit physical traits similar to ordinary humans, forming the majority of the general population. About 10% of births have the Alpha sub-gender; Alphas possess advantages over both Betas and Omegas. Alphas are characterized by stronger and more masculine physical traits and superior leadership skills, which is why almost all individuals with the Alpha sub-gender dominate sectors like finance and politics worldwide. At the very bottom and rarest is the Ome

And I looked up at her. “What the fuck do you know about that omega?” I asked. “I know that you were crushing on her pretty bad before she left town. But she’s gone now and we can get on with our lives. My uncle is really looking forward to this wedding.” She said. I scowled at her and then put my head back down to my paperwork. “Take some friends.” I insisted. So she turned around and left the office and slammed the door as she left. “Beta Levi.” I mind linked.

“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.

The other one stated. "Why? Have you forgotten all of us are omegas?" Raising my eyebrow while I cocked my head sideways. "Yeah, but the uncle of her sister's mate is the beta!" "Oh, please. Spare me the riding of coattails drama!" I want to laugh at them. That is their definition of 'related to the beta and gamma'. Even if one of their friends had a mate that was related or even had just a teenie bit of blood connected with the elites, they immediately claimed to be close.

Chaz didn’t give an example for that. Betas are the assistants of the Alpha. They are the closest men that can reach the Alpha. Some of them are wicked and bullies because they’re stronger and they have a connection with the leader of the pack. The last one is Omegas; ordinary people or slaves of the Betas. They weren’t powerful enough or close enough to the ruler so they have the least power of all the kinds of werewolves. I don’t bring a notebook so I wasn’t able to take notes. At least, I could still remember them now.

“You’re just gonna keep dancing around me all day when I’m not even paying you.” Ariadne doesn’t fall for it. She’s accepted herself, her past, present, and future. What she was is a part of her now. They all make up the Omega, a unique person. “You and I are the same,” Ariadne says. Those words rattle the Beta more than they should. Gordon takes a step back, inching along the edge of the boundary. “Shut your mouth!”

Beta's dissatisfaction with the Alpha's decision was evident, but the Alpha just smirked and looked me up and down. "You better sharpen your instincts, Algie," he remarked to the Beta, and then turned to the head Zeta. "Bring out three warriors," he ordered, and then looked at me. "Prepare yourself, Sophia." I closed my eyes as he walked away. I sensed Beta's sigh, and when I opened my eyes, I saw him shaking his head as if he pitied me. "If you weren't an omega, I would have believe what he was saying," he murmured and walked away from me.

He talked about Beta females that looked and behaves so similarly to an Omega that an Alpha wouldn’t know the difference until the very moment he knotted her. Brumeh did not fuck Beta women, he had undergone knotting a true Omega frequently enough in the past that he would not tolerate a lesser experience. But he would engage in other activities, mostly for his own fun although he didn't grew jealous of them. And the Undersecretary had asserted that the Betas found in Ceres House were of the highest value.

The liquid poured into the cup which he brought his lips with a quiet sip. "You should know then to walts around someone else's house." He began, his eyes carelessly gazing towards the farthest wall of the room. Despite his dark words, I detected not the slightest trace or venom within them. "The Omegas here have no rights— you should always refer to me or Alpha. This is his and I's pack house afterall. - Your pack house?" I repeated, lifting a brow. He snickered between a swish of coffee. "Have you forgotten? You're not the only Beta in the family now brother.