Beta Wolf Rank Novels & Stories

I had killed a Lycan and even a Centaur so there was no fear in me from just three of these, maybe average wolves with tall stature. “Okay, what do you want from me guys? I’m here to see Derrick, Derrick Maslow.” They frowned at me and came forward at me. My intuition was to move back but I stood my ground. I wouldn’t let these crumbs shake me off my feet. I howled at them and they stepped back. I know they could tell me rank from the sound of the howl. I was Beta and they were mere gammas, not even high level. I smiled within me as I knew they got my message. All the while Derrick was there watching and doing nothing. I didn’t have time for his actions.

And perhaps more anger. "You understand him too well for someone who hasn't seen him in nearly twenty years," I questioned. - Doubt? - Reed turned to me and folded his arms on his chest - I saw him quite recently and it was not difficult for me to understand that nothing had changed. And, - he spread his hands, supposedly introducing himself, - I am an alpha. - So what? I snorted. - Dont know? Alphas see through the insides of another wolf. We see his weaknesses and strengths, we see what to press to bend him. Or make it your beta.

I say. “Sure. Olivier is already there” my Beta replies. “Course he is” I chuckle. Olivier is one of my closest friends, and the only reason he isn’t a future ranked wolf is I ran out of ranks… In five years, when I become Alpha, Nick will be my Beta, Rhys will be my Gamma, and Sally will be my Delta. Olivier will be right by our side as we lead together. “With a Luna…” Hendrix, my wolf, chimes in, and I roll my eyes.

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

Stay with me here, I know I am overloading you with a ton of information about us, but it all will make sense in the end. Werewolves live in packs, and a hierarchy system rules the pack. The strongest werewolf is the leader of the pack and is called Alpha. His mate, and equal, is called Luna. They are the head of the pack. The second in command is the Beta, the third Gamma, and so on. You get the idea. They all help lead the pack, but the Alpha is always the last to have the final say. The werewolves whose connection with their inner wolf is weak, or are unable to shift, are called omegas. They are the lowest rank of the pack. Most of them work as servants. There are regular pack members su

self-esteem. Omega’s were the lowest rank for wolves, well other than humans, which were lower. Our ranks were as followed: Pack Alpha’s (like my father) and their Luna’s (like my mother) were at the top, Alphas (such as myself or my brother who are of Alpha Blood), Pack Betas (Pack Alphas second in command or right-hand man), Betas (offspring of Pack Betas or those of Beta Blood), Gammas (Luna’s personal bodyguard, these were usually chosen, regardless of rank), Deltas, and Omegas. Although Deltas and Omegas were at the bottom of our ranks, it does not mean that they do not hold and important position in the pack. As my father had once explained it to me, Deltas and Omegas’ role in the

In my world, the world of werewolves, I'm close to the bottom in ranking. The highest rank is an Alpha. He's massive, taller than everyone, and stronger. He has an aura that can drop you to your knees, and make you submit to him. He's the leader of a pack. It's not something simply given to you, or something you can take. You have to be born with Alpha blood in order to be an Alpha The next step down is a Beta, the Alpha's second in command. Once again, you have to be born with it. You have to be born with beta blood in order to be one.

"When will you stop lying to us?" The moment I realized that he's also a wolf; a gamma of the legendary wolf, in particular, my eyes noticed the grey eyes of Blake. I read in a book that the Alpha was the highest in rank among the wolves. And that's what Tyler could've been if he didn't went berserk and killed the other wolves in his pack, so basically. Tyler's a beta and Blake's a gamma wolf who's under him.

Jo laughed. "Your friend is an omega. How can he have the rank of beta?" Tristan asked. "The Rogues don't rely an rank to keep the peace. It's a every wolf for themselves kinda system. If they have a special skill or trait that makes them useful to me, I make sure they are placed in seats of power. It serves the whole pack well." Jo smiled proudly. "Did Chad teach you this? That's not peace and power. That's chaos and destruction in a nutshell. Do your wolves, your pack, share the Bond?" Tristan asked knowing the answer.

Without an Alpha, the pack would fall. Beta-The Second in Command. The Beta is the second highest ranking wolf in the pack, under the Alpha. The next Beta in line comes to power when the Alpha takes over from his father. The title is given by birth, like an Alpha. When the Alpha needs assistance, the Beta is there. Without a Beta, the pack would fall.