Gammas Omegaverse Novels & Stories

I'd seen what omegas in the pack looked like so I could picture. Omega wolves were termed so not because they were born the packs' weakest, but because it simply took more time for them to grow into the strength level of those who were born gammas. Gammas were widely called the lowest strength level in the hierarchy of the packs as they were known to dominate young omegas only. An older and experienced born omega was equal to a gamma so they became seen and referred to as that.

One of the Gammas muttered, seeing a bunch of strange-looking Omegas. Callum narrowed his eyes. He noticed something unusual about the group of Omegas walking towards him. Callum's men are in ready mode. They can feel the negative energy around them. As they focused on the strangeness of Omega walking towards them. Suddenly, the corpse lying on the ground came back to life and stood behind Callum and his followers. "Alpha Callum," called one of his men. Callum turned around, "What the hell?"

she said, dry. “You’ll like Jacek.” I let a hint of a smile slip. “Gamma is operations and safety. Todd runs second shift, keeps the machine smooth, and—” I searched for the phrase that wouldn’t make her flinch “—by tradition, the Gamma serves as the Luna’s everyday shield. If a Luna says ‘This is my space,’ Gamma makes the world respect it. That doesn’t mean he hovers; it means doors open and close when you ask, and the weight you’re not supposed to carry gets lifted before it hits your hands.” She let that live between us for a beat. “And the Omegas?” she asked.

It is a known fact among all people that alphas are only meant for omegas because that's how the tertiary genders dictate the world. "Dear... a little more and I'll cum." Sevastian releases more pheromones though the beta wouldn't notice a thing. He paces up his thrusting and sucks on Zen's neck. If only he's an omega, he would've already marked him and made him his. 'Who knows, maybe he'll turn into a fucking omega by if I continue to release pheromones.' He thought. Zen could feel the difference in their body heat and a strange feeling running down his spine as he felt the alpha's movements getting more and more erratic. He realized that the alpha is reaching his limit. He never expected t

"Davina, if we are attacked we will handle it, we will keep you safe, you are our soon to be pack Luna but more importantly you are our family. Worrying for the pack is natural for a Luna, but even more importantly for an Alpha female." My eyes felt like they were going to pop from their sockets with how wide they had become. "Alpha female?" I was barely able to voice outloud, my voice shaky at the sheer shock that was running through my body. "I don't.... Im a daughter of a Gamma, not an Alpha." "Davina, I know your father is a Gamma, well was, but he wasn't always, he would have been the Beta, he comes from Beta blood but your birth mother, she had to have been an Alpha, I can feel it in y

Ronan took the first bite without shame. Calliope watched them fondly. “You two worry too much.” Silas’s smile faltered. “We just… want this to work.” Her expression softened. “It will. But the right woman for an Alpha–Omega triad isn’t simple to find. She has to carry pieces of both your souls. She has to be strong enough for Ronan’s fire and tender enough for your emotional depth. rare combination.” Ronan looked away. The truth was heavy. “We’ve met dozens of candidates. None of them sparked anything.”

She growled, the veins on the side of her neck popping out. Then I noticed a mark on her neck. A quarter moon shape. It was familiar because– I had one too. It was the marks given to Omega at birth, to distinguish them from the rest. Hers was barely visible, it seemed she covered it with make up powder. “You are– you are an Omega.”

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

She glares at me, hurling a pan that strikes my chest and makes me stoop. "Really, who do you think you are speaking to? I am your future Luna, so stop talking, you omega!" Her voice was heard clearly. As the weakest members of the pack, omegas are more prone to injury, fatigue, and weakened immune systems than warriors, deltas, gamma, or betas. Being called omega should not feel insulting because of what she is referring to, but because of what she is referring to, it hurt me. The pain in my chest felt like something had broken in that frying pan.

I asked in anger. He suddenly turned his gaze on the battlefield where I could see Rhea and this guy who's in his wolf form fighting. And I could not believe that Rhea has the upper hand on this find. As far as I know, she was just a low level omega so where exactly did she get this monstrous strength from? "By the way, my name is Zeus and I am Matthew's brother. Although we are not really related by blood, we treated each other like real brothers." I could care less about him or his relation with Matthew!