Enigma Alpha Beta Omega Novels & Stories

I knew she was drafting an email of support for the I opened up a document I’d been working on for years, a sort of “Guide for Dummies” concerning werewolf rank and status. I added what I’d learned about alpha/alpha marriages for prominent alphas, and then I looked over what I had in total on alphas, betas, and gammas. “What’s wrong?” Lainey asked. “I know almost nothing about omegas.” She winced slightly. I rolled my eyes. “And that’s why. It never seems to be OK to talk about them, but they do exist, don’t they? What’s with the secrecy?”

“I understand. Don't worry about me, I will be fine.” “The three packs need you. You're the Alpha and our Luna. You told us that you treated us like your family, and we're doing this because we treated you too as our leader.” Almera's words make my heart flutter. I didn't even know that I would experience this, I am an Omega, but when I went to the Red Moon Pack I discovered that I was in the Beta line. “Almera, you should stop worrying about Alpha Leah. She knew what she was gonna do. She won't be called an Alpha if she can't fight for her life.” Karen butted in. Almera rolled her eyes before she faced Karen.

1 BEAUTY UNDER THE MOON 4023 - (A new world created more than just two gender, after the relentless experimentation of scientist to give equality to different sexual orientation, now male can give birth, women can impregnate man, 60% of new population are called Beta they are normal without restriction, 30% are called Alpha's they're the one who can rule all gender and are known for being strong, 10% are called Omega that mostly look down, for being the weakest and needs the most protection)

A fleeting memory of the imposing Alpha bear crossed John's mind. "However, where human size or sight is not an option, that's when our noses come into play," Carla explained, playfully tapping her nose. "You'll be able to smell the different ranks, as they emit a distinguished scent that our super nose can detect from far away, even when they're in animal form. Alphas, for instance, carry the scent of authority and power, while Betas, or as I like to call them, the little bitches, stink of balance," she added with a wink and a playful giggle. "Omegas, on the other hand, have a sweet aroma, and warriors or enforcers, whatever they want to call themselves, carry the scent of anger, then…” Bef

Alpha Sae was confused as to what was happening and why Beta Allan knew her. "Who is he, Denise?" Denise was now standing beside Alpha Sae staring at Beta Allan but Alpha Sae noticed how silent Denise was so he just shook his head and told them to begin the meeting. The meeting was going on and Denise was taking notes of everything they had said. Beta Allan was surprised to see how good Denise was at taking down notes, she she every important word, and she wrote it perfectly even Alpha Sae. As far as they know, Omegas are not intelligent and not wise enough to do what high-ranking wolves can do. That is why Omegas are only for doing house chores or to become their maid as that is what they o

“This is literally the one place we need goodwill.” To my surprise, the Alpha—because that’s what he had to be—grinned. “Can’t blame me for being cautious. Last I heard, you burned every bridge you ever touched, Cassius.” “Antoinette,” Cassius said with a sigh, “I didn’t come here to fight.” “Good,” the Alpha replied. “Because I don’t have the patience to humor your dramatics.” The Beta from earlier stepped into the room, standing by the doorway with a frown etched deep into his face.

“As you wish, Alpha. Your will… will be respected.” One by one, the others began to nod their head in silence, but still unable to hide the reluctance that was visible in their faces due to the forced obedience. The Alpha's word had been spoken, and his decree was final. “Good,” Damon said calmly but firmly. “Then hear me well. While I am gone, My Beta Hector, will act in my place as Alpha. His orders are to be obeyed as if they were directly my own. If I return and find even a hint of defiance…” his eyes swept across each elder, cold and daring, filled with the promise of trouble. “...I promise you, even hell will feel merciful compared to my punishment.”

Rylan’s POV The moment Elior’s scent broke through the air, the entire hall froze. It was subtle at first, more like a trace of something warm and forbidden, something no Alpha should ever emit. Then it hit in full, washing over the room like a wave that made every instinct in me stand on edge. Sweet. Soft. Omega. My breath caught before I even realized it. My body reacted before my mind could form a thought as I stepped forward, hard enough that my chair screeched back.

Even if it means that he has to go to his painfully long sessions with his doctor. An Omega is one of three classifications of humans today. Alpha, Beta, and Omega. The lowest of the hierarchy and the kind of people who belong in the one percent of the whole world population. The kind who experiences what they call “Heat”. Heat is like menstruation to normal Beta women—an indication of full body maturation for pregnancy.

“Good day, Miss. I am Wendy and may I help you?” Omegas were always to greet guests or pack members and guide them to whatever or whomever they needed. It was included in their duty and the head matron assigned one each day. But there was something about this blonde that I did not like. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. “Sure,” I gave a friendly smile. “Where’s the Alpha’s?” Her smile dropped and her face showed a saddened countenance. Her eyes glanced over my body critically. “The Alpha is in a meeting with the Gamma and Beta.” She replied with a fake smile this time.