Enigma Alpha Beta Omega Novels & Stories

And for an orphan, being an omega means you would receive a lot of preferential policies, and therefore, your life will be more comfortable. Humans, since primitive times, in order to resist the harshness of nature, have divided themselves into three sexes: alpha, beta, and omega. Alphas take the guidance role, become the leader taking everyone in the right direction. Betas, like worker ants, are the major parts that form the society, appearing in every field of career. Omega does the task of reproduction, and what is given by nature has enabled them to give birth to more eminent children.

I wasn't really used to this big parties because I opted to stay back in the house whenever I was invited and grandfather never minds but it irked Madam Grace and it was always obvious it did. "Old man Heartfield." I heard a much older voice and I saw the Alpha standing before us. "Stone." Grandfather flashed him a bright smile and the Luna hugged Madam Grace gently. "This is Ciara. She is the one who would be getting married to Orion." "Isn't she your Omega granddaughter?" Luna Stone said looking at me with a raised brow and a very not plain eyes. I was used to the stares everyone gave me because I wasn't perfect. I was an Omega after all and a very weak one.

Alpha Jo said. I smiled. Maybe it was true, and he was correct or maybe she was changing. I could still not bring myself to believe that. Maria is the superior law in Nashville. A very cunning and vile person, how come she changed? And to crown it all when an Omega wants to marry her brother, the Alpha of the pack. Something isn't right. “Jo, you know that is highly incorrect,” I said.

The excitement that courses through me is not solely derived from the thrill of the auction itself, but also from the profound opportunity it presents to rescue these individuals from their uncertain fate. With every announcement of an omega, beta, or alpha, my mind swiftly calculates the potential impact of their liberation. Three omegas, four betas, and two alphas—a diverse group of individuals, each with their own unique strengths and vulnerabilities. Through our mind link, a telepathic connection that binds our group together, I swiftly relay this information to my comrades, urging them to take action.

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.”

Miyamura ends up asking Sorahiko to get him a cup of coffee. Cowardly. He knows. He just needed a break— He needed to clear his head. That was too much at once. ‘That alphas are at the top, betas are below, and omegas are at the bottom’. ‘An omega like me cannot disrespect a dominant alpha like you’. ‘What I do know is that there is nothing you would tell me to do that I could refuse’.

"What are you even saying?" "Everyone knows omegas are descendants from witches; that's how they get Alphas under their thumb" Ria twisted her mouth. "Most of the omegas are trained to beguile innocent people into doing whatever they want; it's all in their scent." It's a rumour. An ugly one made my beta females, which has been going around for a while. The scent part may or may not be accurate because omegas have the sweetest, delicate scent compared to betas.

Omegas are valued, yet we are treated as less than. Omegas are the only ones who can handle Alphas knots and bare their heirs. Every pack has a rule. At eighteen omegas are auctioned off to the highest bidder. The Alpha of the pack goes first and then his Beta. After that, it goes to the other alphas and betas of the pack. There is only one Alpha who rules the pack. The technical name is Alpha Supreme for the Alpha who leads the pack. Most just call them Alpha, and the other alphas go by their names.

"The Alpha is out with an omega girl." Jax cut the elder off mid-sentence. "She's not an omega girl. She's your Gamma Luna as of now, and you will speak with respect." He was sitting in the Alpha's seat, filling in for Fin, Cael next to him. "Yes, Gamma Thorne. My apologies." The elders cleared out of the council chambers. Jax and Cael sat there in silence. "Nova could be wearing a crown and they'd still call her a bastard omega and Meredith's sister," Cael said, shaking his head. "What I don't understand is why none of them remember Elle was an Omega. They call her Beta Luna no problem."