Gammas Omegaverse Novels & Stories

It’s how I feel, and they’re all wrong. Just then, I hear a knock on my front door. Distractedly, I go to open it. There’s a Gamma standing by the door in his standard uniform, and he says, “Excuse me, Alpha, but we’re to inform you that the killing of the Omegas have occurred.” I frown. “What?” “That’s the information we’ve received from Beta Rivera.”

He gives me one of his crooked smiles, “Don’t worry bestie. It’ll be fine.” The elevator doors open and we walk into the lobby and Sasha is standing behind the desk. She smiles at us as we head down a hallway I haven’t been down yet. Odis stops at a door and we follow him in. I see Gamma Olivia sitting down at the end of the table. I look back at Gabe but he’s stopped walking. When I look back to Gamma Olivia her grey eyes have turned to a glowing yellow. She lets out a low growl, “MATE.”

They didn’t want a single member of the Midnight pack to be able to escape. Their plan was simple. Attack, kill the Leader, and merge their pack with the Silver Crescent Pack. The rebels would be killed, and those who wanted to become packless or rogue would be set free to roam the forest. “Any doubts?” Steven asked once they were done. “Umm, Leader, I have something to say,” Gamma spoke hesitatingly. The Gamma was an omega. He lacked physical ferociousness but was quick and nimble. He was basically the intel garner. Liam took care of the relations with neighboring packs, committees, and associations, while Alphas were required to threaten people and maintain peace.

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

I asked, making sure to sound uninterested because I didn't really care about what he wanted, I just needed him out of my way so I can find Daisuke before something bad happens to him. "We need to talk... about Daisuke," he said. "You have your own omega, leave me with mine," I said and began to close the door but he stopped it with his hand. "He's not yours." He stated, his pheromones began leaking out and by the smell of it, I could tell he was angry but there was also something mixed in with his rage... anxiety, maybe I could use that. "Why are you so scared? Does your little omega not satisfy you?" I taunted.

Ruby peeked up at him with cautious eyes. Gamma’s tone softened. “You must be brave, little one. Your mommy is a warrior, right?” Ruby nodded. “Then we’ll bring her home. But you need to be strong for her.” Ruby gave a small smile and nodded again. " Call me grandpa! Ruby. I am your Mommy's Papa!" " Grandpa!" She said in her tiny voice. Gamma Celeriac smiled and called for one of the omegas to take Ruby to a guest room and provide her with something to eat. I watched her leave with a heavy heart, then followed Gamma outside, toward the edge of the sacred woods.

“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—”

“Let’s talk, then. I assume you’re here for a reason, Aria. And it’s about time we cleared things up.” He knew. I turned to Clara, but she simply shrugged. “I asked you to meet him. But you came to me,” she said flatly. “It wasn't intentional.” I narrowed my eyes at her. Omegas could be sassy too, huh? “Besides, Aaron is a…” The word Beta was at the tip of my tongue, but Clara shook her head. “Gamma.” I was wrong. “It’s not uncommon to see siblings of different ranks,” she continued. “Gammas are best suited for the working force. As for us, omegas… we’re literal slaves. Forever.”

Unlike alphas and omegas, betas didn't have ruts or heats, which made their lives simpler and less tied to their instincts. Omegas were rare and precious, valued but also vulnerable because of their biology. Female omegas were gentle and caring, often seen as the heart of the family. But male omegas were even rarer, with delicate beauty and the special ability to bear children. However, omegas went through heats, and these were the times when they became overwhelmed with need and relied on others, especially Alphas to help them.

Odis cleared his throat and even though his face remained passive, I saw the way his body tensed. “You don’t need to take care of them, I’ll show them to their rooms,” Odis said. He turned to us and smiled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “This is Olivia, the Gamma of Desert Moon.” “Pleasure,” Olivia said as she turned to look at me and Shane. She gave us a nod before turning back to Odis, her eyes traveling over to my best friend and locking on him. “And this?” Olivia asked. Another woman shows up behind Olivia and her eyes lock on Gabe, but a slow seductive smile pulls at her lips. Long red hair cascade down her back and green mischievous eyes roam down my best friend’s body.