Is Omega Bigger Than Alpha Novels & Stories

He went and kissed me again before pouring lube on my cock, shocking me because of his dominating behavior I thought I'm going to bottom "now lay on the bed I want to fill my hole with your cock" "But you not ready yet, you're not my omega you're an alpha, I won't slide freely like if you had slick, I'm going to hurt you" He kissed me "baby you will never hurt me I have been practicing, and I'm ready"

In the world of wolves, Omega is the lowest rank, while Alpha is the highest. “I’m the eldest, therefore I should be the next Alpha,” Hover said. “But I am the strongest among us, therefore I should be the one,” Haike explained. Haiden remained silent since he knew he had nothing to do with his two brothers and that they would just taunt him. If the level of intelligence is the determining factor, Haiden is smarter than his two brothers. His father and mother stared at him, waiting for him to say anything, but he didn’t.

Fortunately,Fortunately, there is no alpha in that area. I immediately called a taxi and told the driver where I was going. I closed my eyes and then thought. The Alphas areare given thethe giftgift that they have beautiful faces, bodies, and lives. They are smart and really leader-type, so that's not surprising. Betas are able to live without obstacles because they are not affected by pheromones, but we omegas are not. In the social hierarchy, we omegas are the lowest.

“What!? Then how come I have never heard of you?” “Then you will, starting from this moment. Your ears will be generously filled with the name, Laura because I will haunt you in your sleep and in your days around here!” “I am not sure you will live peacefully if you choose that path, Laura” Lyra smirked at her, even though her heart crumbled but she could not show defeat, especially now. “Ha ha ha, are you more important than me to the Alpha?” “Yes, of course” “Enlighten me”

"Zara Winters is our mate." The silence exploded into chaos. Voices overlapped - shock, outrage, disbelief. I caught fragments of conversations: "The servant girl?" "But she's just an omega..." "This can't be right..." "SILENCE!" Liam's roar shook the chandelier. The pack immediately quieted, instinct forcing them to submit to their new Alpha. I felt trapped, cornered. My wolf was torn between submission to our mates and the overwhelming urge to run. The room spun slightly. "Breathe, little one," Noah murmured, suddenly at my side. His hand found the small of my back, steadying me.

"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.

The gray-eyed man turned his attention toward me now. His gaze swept over me carefully, from my worn clothes to the bruises still fading along my arm. His expression darkened. “She’s an omega,” he said. “Yes.” “And wolfless.” Kael didn’t answer that part. The silence stretched. The man studied him carefully before speaking again. “Alpha… this doesn’t make sense.” Kael’s silver eyes flickered briefly toward me before returning to his Beta. “She crossed into our territory tonight,” he said. “By accident?” “No.”

"The Alpha is out with an omega girl." Jax cut the elder off mid-sentence. "She's not an omega girl. She's your Gamma Luna as of now, and you will speak with respect." He was sitting in the Alpha's seat, filling in for Fin, Cael next to him. "Yes, Gamma Thorne. My apologies." The elders cleared out of the council chambers. Jax and Cael sat there in silence. "Nova could be wearing a crown and they'd still call her a bastard omega and Meredith's sister," Cael said, shaking his head. "What I don't understand is why none of them remember Elle was an Omega. They call her Beta Luna no problem."

Ophelia's POV "I am Ophelia Starkingstein, daughter of the late Beta Harrison of Stormridge Pack.” He remained silent for several seconds after I spoke. Although I kept my head lowered in submission, I felt the weight of his Alpha aura settle over me as he assessed every word I spoke. "What is an omega doing alone near a restricted border at this hour?" he asked calmly, quiet authority woven through his voice. I swallowed hard and tightened my fingers around the fabric of my dress.

“I’ve just…I’ve never met an Omega before.” “Ah, not many have. We’re a rare breed,” he replied, rolling his shoulders back. The rankings of a pack weren’t just social titles. Alphas weren’t just leaders. Their werewolf forms were larger than any other, they tended to be more headstrong. More aggressive. Betas were more steady and calm-thinking, with the second-strongest wolf forms. Most of them, anyway. Ayla had proved that not every beta followed their own inherent nature. Gammas made up the majority of any pack. They varied greatly in the strength of their wolf forms.