Gammas Omegaverse Novels & Stories

The happiness radiating from the small family was visible. However, that brief happiness was instantly shattered. While walking past a café, Thomas accidentally bumped into a man who was busy on the phone. Tension immediately gripped Thomas; his face turned pale when he recognized the man's aura—a gamma, a figure with a higher position and power. "How dare you bump into me!" he snapped while pulling Thomas's collar hard.

She turned the chair around to face me and sat down. "My name is Sasha Copperman." "Copperman?" I murmured bluntly while nodding. I don't know why. "Yes, Copperman, my family was part of one of the most blessed packs in the whole of Oceania." "I am really sorry to abrupt you during this whole copper thing, but that's not what I asked you. What am I doing here? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?. "

I finally had to shoo her out. "Go home and get some rest," I insisted. "I'll be fine." She pulled me into a crushing hug. "Call me every night, okay? And if he tries anything, anything at all, I'll rain hell on him like a category five tornado," she threatened. I chuckled softly. "I will. Now go before they kick you off the pack lands for being human." After Helena reluctantly left, I finished unpacking in the depressing little apartment. Mr. N wanted me to report to the Alpha first thing tomorrow, to gain approval for living on the lands as a lone omega.

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.

Olivia had already suffered enough, and part of me had buried her condition to protect her from the judgment of those who viewed our kind—especially Omegas—as expendable. Marcos, of course, had his own agenda. I discovered that he’d canceled the Gamma’s planned vacation. They were supposed to leave to visit family, say their goodbyes, and have time away to recharge. But instead, he insisted they keep refining their skills, as though they were nothing more than tools meant for war and survival. It made me furious. Gamma warriors weren’t just soldiers; they were people with lives, with families, with hopes. Good Omegas weren’t disposable, and yet they were treated as though their value could b

The Gamma's come next and they are mostly warrior,s although some betas are also warriors and some gammas are nobles too. The weakest set of them is the omegas. They neither have wolves nor scents, they are just there, like regular humans. The only thing that diversified them from humans is the fact that they are born of werewolf bloodline. As he walked towards the Archives, Regan couldn't help but be a bit afraid. Because the only explanation to Ivorie's predicament was that she was an omega. Thinking about it alone made him scoff. He was mated to a total weakling.

He wiggled the whip in front of everyone. "Or maybe worse, that depends on Alpha Cain's mood. Rule number two: all of you will work as servants to everyone with a higher position than yours. Since all of you are Omegas, you are bottom of the food chain. You will know our position by the color of our aura. As you know, your fellow Omegas are pale weak oranges, almost human-like. Gammas, like me, are bright yellow. Deltas like Dimitry are green Betas are shades of light blue.

And now they’ve been hit with the realization that one of their own has been communicating with them? Of course they’re panicking. Of course they’re afraid. Dominicus’s voice cuts through the noise, calm and unshaken. “Do not panic.” The room stills, just slightly. “There are many Gammas in a pack,” he says smoothly. “As long as it’s not an Alpha or Beta, the damage is limited. A single Gamma doesn’t hold the keys to destroy a pack.” “But—!” someone pipes up, voice tight, “Gammas are important warriors! They know things — like the sentry rotation schedules at the borders!”

Meg’s POV “What do you want- omega?” Chris spits out at me, his mouth twisting in a snarl. Chris is a gamma, and his power gets to his fathead sometimes. No, he isn’t overweight, he’s just stupid. Gammas are in line for beta-ship, so they hold power in their aura. Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta, and then omega, in that order. A luna rules by the alpha’s side.

BDSM, Kinks, Wildness/Roughness, Manipulation and Crazy obsession, Total submission etc. This is not your usual Werewolf book. This is an omegaverse. In this modern world, they use something called “Aura Energy”. There are three types of humans in this world which are; The Omegas being the weakest, The Betas, and the highest of them, The Alphas! The Alphas are classified into three powers, which are; “S” rank (The weakest), we have “SS+” Rank (powerful) and lastly, the “SSS+” Rank (The most powerful and rarest Rank which everyone believes has gone extinct.”