Beta Omegaverse Novels & Stories

Unlike alphas and omegas, betas didn't have ruts or heats, which made their lives simpler and less tied to their instincts. Omegas were rare and precious, valued but also vulnerable because of their biology. Female omegas were gentle and caring, often seen as the heart of the family. But male omegas were even rarer, with delicate beauty and the special ability to bear children. However, omegas went through heats, and these were the times when they became overwhelmed with need and relied on others, especially Alphas to help them.

They had no need for no-furs to continue their bloodlines, though they took them in to perpetuate the lie that they did. Before the catastrophe, Orangelo omegas were desired for breeding above all others because of their strong magic genes. It had not been uncommon for neighboring clans to raid their lands to steal omegas. Fear that raids and wars would become an epidemic after the rest of the continent lost their omegas was grounded in solid logic. Hence the secret of Orangelo omegas became closely guarded.

The omega felt hot liquid stream down from his head. He helplessly whispered his mate's name again before he slipped into unconsciousness. The beta didn't even look back. _ _ _ Check inline comment

While Beta Sentinel were the above-average type of this category that could rival a common Alpha and keep up with a Prime. And for the longest time, the third category, the Omegas were considered to be the lowest and weakest. But the Dominant Omegas had challenged and changed the view of their race towards them in general. Dominants were physically stronger than common Omegas. They were more emotionally stable and if they will, they could keep up with both Prime Alpha and Beta Sentinel.

he said quickly, without shifting his focus on Damelza. I nodded my head. “Hurry!” I retorted no less frantically. My forehead frowned because the strength of an ordinary Omega would not be so strong. What I've learned while in the military is that when Omegas are emotional, then their strength is only a quarter of Beta's strength because the Omega caste is the lowest. Slowly, I got out of bed to make it easier for Antonio to perform medical treatment on Damelza. My left hand held her hands tightly, while my right hand held her legs, so she would no longer kick.

The reason is simple, they can't fight when the excited Alphas approach them. The Basic Omega is the weakest Omega, she usually never leaves the house, rarely finds her mate to death, her life time is not long, but many are born The Basic Omega, then there is Keeper, those who can freely leave the house because they can adapt to the surrounding environment, not as strong as Beta, but not as weak as Omega as usual. And the highest, The Bold, there are only 1 in 10 births on earth. This Omega almost resembles Alpha except that she is a woman. She doesn't know fear, instead her curiosity is higher. An Omega like this can actually be very dangerous, because the scent can invite lots of Alphas to

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“Don’t stop now. Every drop is a kiss from your favorite brother.” The moment the last marroon glimmer disappeared from the glass, Asher let out a trembling exhale. His eyes fluttered shut, overwhelmed with the pleasure of his success. Zane, the fucking golden bastard of the West family was seconds away from becoming the thing he loathed the most. An Omega. The Dezone-Vita, according to the research papers would charge so fast and fucking hard, Zane wouldn’t even know what hit him. He had no fucking idea that in a matter of minutes, his body would betray him, begging to be fucked. That ironclad jaw and sharp eyes reduced to whimpers and fucking omega need.

He yanked my hair, dragging my head back as he whispered, voice dripping with venom, “You’re a worthless wolf that I use whenever I like. You are lower than a slave. You have no right to fight back. You have no right to speak. You are a wolfless, barren omega.” His words sliced deeper than his hands ever could. My chest tightened. Rage simmered beneath my skin, burning me alive. He finally released my hair, shoving me backward. I lifted my head, my teeth clenched. My fists trembled at my sides as I whispered, “Reject me then.”

He was about to meet the same fate, when Beta Benji spoke up. “Luna, this one, his name is…” I cut Beta Benji off midway through his sentence, “I don’t care what his name is.” “Ok, but he killed four underage Omegas.” My eyes never left his face, as my Beta relayed this god-awful news to me. Why would anyone kill an Omega? [Sweetness, I know how you feel about the Omegas, make sure this never happens again.] [“How she feels about Omegas” what does that mean Ev?]