Gamma Male Meaning Novels & Stories

Tears wouldn’t stop falling. But before I could speak, a new voice echoed through the realm — cold and powerful. “She belongs to the Gammas. Not to you, Yapper”

ALPHA NATE The ceremony or the ceremony of shame as my pack members like to call it is a ceremony made specially for dickless males. I watch as my barely conscious ex-beta is being dragged around with his abomination of a mate. Whenever someone comes out as being gay in my pack, he's being bullied big time and dragged around for all to see. The ceremony was created to set examples to others and also to teach the gay couple a lesson. In their next life, they'd rather not come to the world than to come gay.

A harsh growl cut off whatever else the Gamma was going to say. “Empty the library, now, Seth! Do not make me repeat myself.” It did not occur to Marcus that this was the first time he had ever addressed his Gamma aggressively. Typically a kind Alpha, Marcus was known for his exemplary control in every situation. His aggression normally only shows when he is protecting the pack, never toward members of the pack. Some consider this trait a weakness, but Marcus and the members of his pack know it is his greatest strength. It is why so many of his members are loyal and dedicated to the changes he has brought to the pack since taking over.

I asked the Gamma male, my breasts almost spilling out and I remembered I hadn't zipped back my shirt. The Gamma male happened to notice that, so he moved closer to me, held the zip object and zipped off my shirt, his face turned against me. I felt the pleasure of being honoured and the next thing was arousal. I wondered what came over me when I grabbed him and as I was about to kiss him, my heart began to beat. The Moon Goddess's words came ringing very loudly in my ears, “I tell you, whenever you feel attracted to any of your pack members aside Angus, you become weaker, especially if you fall for any of them.”

JAYDEN “But she's a Gamma,” I argued. From the information I had gotten, it did show that she was the child of a Gamma and she herself was a Gamma. And a Gamma is below Alpha, even below Beta as well. So it's very strange that she can fight off my pheromones. “A Gamma?” Look, Doctor Bram is surprised too. This is indeed a rare case because already and always a Gamma is not stronger than an Alpha. Their pheromones would also be inferior to the Alpha's pheromones, but not Cassie's.

“Someday, you’ll be an excellent pack gamma.” Neither he, nor Alpha King Sterling bothered to ask me if I wanted to be a gamma or not. It was decided for me, like so many other aspects of my life. My “father” is a gamma, so I must be one too–although they never said it like that. It was implied, however. The Brotherhood taught me to fight, to be a soldier. But it’s my wolf DNA that makes me stronger, faster, and more daring than the average man. I have healed things that should have killed me, and darted out of the way from disaster. I have always felt a bit invincible. But growing up, I assumed it was because I was so damned lucky.

“Seriously? I don’t even remember to put a bra on half the time.” Rocco growled, shoving himself between my boobs and the other guys in the room, making me laugh harder. “That’s because you’re a gamma,” Elliot said, flashing me a grin. He didn’t look ashamed in the slightest of all the snacks he’d brought. “A gamma?” I checked. “It’s a role in the pack, like alpha.” Dax tossed a hand toward Elliot, still focused on the bedframe he was building. “The gamma is the pack’s entertainer,” Elliot explained. “They keep everyone laughing.”

My father is a high-ranking warrior, but if he were a gamma, and I were a trained male like Matt, I’d have less to prove. Sure, my father has been training since I was young, but not to the extent I need to be successful. There is more to being a gamma than knowing how to fight. Landscape and topography, survival instincts, first aid and medic response during battle, negotiation and politics. A gamma is the equivalent of a four-star general in the human armies, but also the security of the alpha. “Are you hungry?” Mom asks, breaking away and heading to the kitchen without giving me a chance to answer.

She finished, and I nodded. “It is a pleasure to meet you.” I politely greeted him. “Then, over there, you have Elliot and Corey. They are fated mates and were part of the Special Ops team in the Royal Pack. They are currently the Royal Pack's Gammas.” Paige said, but if I can remember correctly, one of the guys, Corey, interrupted. “Oh, Paige, baby… We are Gamma and Gamma female, don't get that wrong.” Paige laughed, and I found it funny that he was proud to call himself Gamma female.

The man looked up angrily at the Alpha before transferring the look to everyone of us as his unappealing eyes settled on everyone. 'You stupid people. How dare you kill my Alpha? I will make sure I kill you all. I am his Gamma. It is my duty to protect his honour,' the man said spitting from both sides of his mouth in anger. 'You used rogues to protect the honour of your Alpha? I guess you and your Alpha are one and same,' my dad said as he spit on the Gamma. 'You mean you joined your Alpha to exploit and impoverish your own people? You even kept underage girls in this house for your own selfish needs? Dad said in anger.