Is Alpha Or Omega Higher Novels & Stories

I asked her as I feared for my very life. What if an omega heard that? They'd rise up and kill all of the family! We're supposed to be their protectors. We're their muscles and might. Omegas are the low-lives that aren't afraid for a second of rejecting an Alpha-family. If she was overheard we would be fighting for our lives while they tear us to shreds for disrespecting them. Omegas can make a pack. Where an Alpha will work alone in battle... An Omega relies on groups to hunt and kill its prey. Number matters. Alphas are closer to rogues than to any of the positions of a pack. It doesn't take much to tip the scales. There are certain things one should be completely quiet about... That was o

You see, in the world of werewolves, Omegas are the only ones who can get pregnant by anyone besides their mate. Because of this, they are used for breeding, mostly by Alphas looking for an heir. Things are like this for a reason, and maybe if I tell you the ranking system, you might understand. Ranks from highest to lowest are as follows; Alpha, Beta, and Commander are your highest class. This is followed by the Delta class 1 through 3, with 1 being the highest, and lastly, Omegas. Alphas are all dominant, the rest of the classes, except Omegas, have submissives and dominants. All Omegas are submissive, and only Omegas can get pregnant by someone other than their mate, which is why they're

The first was a female and she barely knew her that much since she's married to her mate. The second oldest was Cyrus, who stays in the alpha's household ever since he got his mate. Yeah, he is soon to be the next beta of their pack though. And the least oldest. Alexander. He has nothing to write home about, that is in Petal's point of view. Just like their father, he bully and picked on her, making everything more difficult for her. He cares less about her existence and make her do his work, watching his friends pick on her and turn her into a laughing stock, forgetting the fact that they are siblings.

“I don’t know where to start.” Dad sighs again and shakes his head. “Start from explaining what the hell this omega thing is.” I say gently. “In the werewolf world. There’s another type of hierarchy. Same with how with humans there’s hierarchy of class, where some are middle class and some are high class. Well In the werewolf world, an omega is the weakest and least desirable among them. The Alpha is the highest, followed by his Luna, his beta and then gamma. The omega is always last place.”

I wish it would've been someone else, because you deserve better. Do I really deserve better? Think of it, even though by relation I am the Luna, I was born and raised as the Omega. I barely know how the pack works, I don't even know half of their names nor do I remember most of their faces, I don't even know how to properly lead. Jace on the other hand, he was raised with the sheer intention of making him Alpha. He has the will and attitude for it, even if he is a jerk. At the end of the day, I'm nothing compared to him...

I blurt. "I did some digging on staff housing this morning, trying to find her before anyone else did. I wasn't the only one looking." His jaw tightens. "There's already talk. Some of the pack, the ones who take rank seriously, the ones who think an omega catching an Alpha's eye is some kind of insult to the natural order, they're saying somebody should teach her a lesson before it happens again." Something cold moves through my chest, sharper than the ache that's already there.

Their manpower was significant and well distributed, which led to the very first change in the history of werewolves. They created a silver palace in which the Alpha of the pack and his family would live with the various strongest warriors of the silver moon pack. The palace was filled with maids, who were normally the most beautiful werewolf maidens in the pack. They had various roles, from cooking to cleaning. They had control over the washing. The maidens were also ranked based on their power levels. There were six ranks in the maids district. The highest rank, which was the chief maiden, was in charge of supervising the entire maiden in the palace, and the lowest rank was the fluffy rank

"Killing is strictly forbidden unless you have a compelling reason to do so, and in my world, only Alphas have the right to kill." "Alpha? You often talk about that," I muttered. "What does it mean?" "If it's likened to castes in the human world, then Alpha is the highest caste in my world. Next are Betas, like Sander, Ilya, Ronan, and some of the other Betas you know at the office. Betas are the Alphas' henchmen, loyal and obedient. Then, there are Omegas, considered the weakest caste. In the past, they were only considered reproductive tools, but now, Omegas are valued equally with Alphas and Betas, because apparently, without them, we would be wiped out," Thiery answered seriously.

‘Omega… What a surprise… Got yourself into trouble already… Here for an abortion… You should be at the Breeding Centre, where all worthless Omegas belong…’ Unfortunately, this is what most thought of Omegas, just because they could conceive easily, even outside their heats and with any male, unlike the higher ranks that have to wait for their heats and conceive easier if they are with their fated mate. Isadora fights Opal so she doesn’t take over and cause trouble, as Opal may have been an Omega wolf, but she comes from a pure bloodline of Alphas. Isadora did a little research when she was 10, as she didn’t understand why, if she was an Alpha, then why were they picking on her and calling he

and then it was time to admit, "we are werewolves." Upon hearing that, Logan covered his lips in shock. He could see right through the absurdity of it all. A tail, snout, and sharp teeth, and his ultra-acute hearing. Outside of animals, who could possess a tail? It took him a few minutes to come out of this shock. Rae waited for a few seconds before he continued. "There is a caste difference between your mother and I. I am the alpha while Ava is an omega." "Like the wolves, the alpha?" Afterwards, the youngster recalled the bedtime stories I had read to him. Stories about werewolves, in which the dominant character was always the strongest and occasionally the most vicious. It all seemed to