Deltas Omegaverse Novels & Stories

For once, I didn’t feel the need to play the level-headed Alpha. Because I agreed. “Christ is dead,” I said through my teeth. “He just doesn’t know it yet. We burn his operation. Torch every pack that’s in on it. I don’t care how far we have to dig—we bring it all down.” Kael’s gaze stayed fixed on the floor, but his words were steady. “She said there are others. More omegas. Still out there.” The silence that followed was heavier than before—thick enough to choke on.

Given that he was, you know, a werewolf. Elliot pointed his pen to the third box. It said: DELTA. “The deltas are the watchers. They keep an eye out for stuff like what I was dealing with in high school and bring others in to help when needed. I’m sure Dax, our delta, was the one who told Ford how bad I’d gotten.” He moved to the fourth box. It said: GAMMA. “The gammas are the entertainers. They keep everyone laughing, and having fun. It doesn’t sound that important, but it is; everyone is, in a pack.” He pointed to the fifth one: OMEGA. “The omegas—that would be Jesse and Tea are the peacemakers.” My eyebrows shot upward, and I gave him a critical look. “You’ve heard them argue.”

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

However, the meeting happened unexpectedly between Delmom and Brenda, who had managed to escape from her father. “Delmom, I really need to talk to you before it’s too late.” “What are you doing here, Brenda? — Yes, I don’t have much time, but everything bad that’s happening is my father’s fault, be careful with him!” Brenda disappeared into the mist, becoming a beautiful omega and ran through the mountains. Soon Delmom, transformed into an alpha, but with a broken heart, was looking for prey to feed on. Delmom’s hunt was so intense that all he could see in his eyes was red blood.

I ignored the rapid beating of my heart as they both growled in response to my command. At once, they both lunged at me. I was quick on my feet, dodging their attacks as fast as I could because I knew the truth. I knew that no matter how many people called me their alpha, I was born weak. I was an omega. I couldn’t take two of these wolves on my own. The only thing I had on my side was my speed. “Stand down!” I screamed as I shifted back to my human form. I was plotting my escape, and if I was fast enough, I would make it home before they would get a hold of me.

"Alpha, I know you are strong. You tried better than anyone who hasn't used this much power in a thousand years. And my trust in you. But I wouldn't just trust in you, I'm going to bring back the light in you. The light that would enable you to be in your best light. I'm sure Melissa is fine. Valon wants her alive. And thankfully, he'll get her treated and she would be hale and hearty by the time we get her back." Diego tried to assure me. I felt a bit better, although I was still feeling uncomfortable about the whole issue. Why would I allow Valon to take care of Melissa? I couldn’t even keep calm, trying to imagine the fact that he could be somewhere, trying to exert force on her, for sex.

Her older brother stayed a few days with their mother and few with his father. Her mother couldn't handle the shame and false accusation, so she also painted the entire blame on Zinnia abusing, cursing and forcing her into child labor. Omega's were known as extremely lowly and were treated like slaves in Dante's Pack and it became uglier after Dante became the Alpha of the pack replacing his father.

He glances at me and then continues, “You know, this wasn’t where she wanted to go. She had planned to get off the bus at one of my earlier stops, but she fell asleep. She had been running so hard and she looked so exhausted that I couldn’t bring myself to send her off with no one. It just isn’t safe letting an omega roam the country alone. So, I made a judgement call. I mind linked with my alpha and explained about Katelyn. He immediately told me to bring her to our pack house, and that is exactly what I did.” Well, that explains a few things. However, I’m still worried, especially since my friend is in another pack. What would they do to an omega? No. I can’t think like this. I

“Let’s go—now.” “No—Damien, wait!” I reached for him, but he pushed me gently toward the Gamma. “Go. Please.” His voice cracked the smallest bit. “Stay safe.” He didn’t kiss me, he didn’t promise he’d return. He just turned and sprinted into the battle erupting outside, shifting mid-stride into his massive black wolf—though even from here, his steps looked strained. The curse still weakened him. Iris dragged me down the corridor. “Move, Anya! We need to—”

He didn’t let out even the deepest emotion. “I can’t let a weakling like you be my Luna. To keep it clear to you, the one who is going to be my Luna is none other than my one and only Barbra Baker, the strongest lady in the pack," he let out, shoving my hand once more and moving towards my sworn enemy, Barbra. Barbra and I have never had anything in common since we met, and we were always in a surge of anger upon meeting each other. Her power level was far greater than anything I had ever had. I was just a weak omega that no one wanted. What else? I became a homeroom teacher for the little ones while she became a model and a fierce hunter.