Enigma Alpha Beta Omega Novels & Stories

he tells, and you can hear the relief in his voice. " Last question, what do you know about Mariella? your former pack member and my betas mate. " "Well, she is the daughter of one of my gammas. A sweet girl, I don't know much about her father because her Mom never said anything. Is she in any trouble?" he rushes out, and I am happy that once an Alpha actually does care for his people. " No worries, she isn't. It was just a question. Have a good day, " I say and hang up, giving my Beta a sympathetic look.

“There’s a couple of them I thought.” “Y- yes,” Eician replied finally, his gaze firmly on his half- finished food so he wouldn’t get put off by the attention of the group being focused on him. “There are t- three. O- Orun the alpha, Yaela the b- beta, and A- Amrin the omega.” “So you swear using the alpha god’s name?” Dyllen asked, his voice showing genuine curiosity. Eician risked a peek up at him only to get caught by bright gold eyes observing him.

Once you’re born an Alpha, you’re practically at the top. Next, the Betas, the ones who make up most of the population. They can be dispatched in any kind of job, and are great followers. They aren’t as strong and attractive as Alphas, but they are accepted within society since they’re deemed as the most “normal.” And lastly, the omegas—the weakest and the most vulnerable ones. They don’t have any innate abilities, and for most people, they exist for one reason only—for breeding. It’s not like an omega can hide their identity, too, since they emit a sweeter scent than others. However, now that the times have changed, some people are becoming more open to accepting omegas as an equal part of

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.

She pulled a small and deadly looking knife from her clothes, toying with it on her fingers like a toy. “I know you must be confused,” Lucia said in a sweet voice. “But don't make the mistake to think we're here to welcome you with open arms… you're not one of us.” “Now listen carefully,” Nyla continued. “If you think you're special just because Damon brought you here, better start thinking again. You're an Omega, and do you know what that means for you?” Elena didn't answer. She was still trying to break free from the chokehold of the impossibly strong beauty.

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.