Lowest Rank In Wolf Pack Novels & Stories

This is why dating is discouraged among unmated wolves because many hearts are broken due to partners finding their destined mates. The werewolf race is ruled by the most powerful wolves and they have a strict hierarchy. There are ranks which differentiate their power, the strongest is called an alpha and he's the leader of the whole pack. His second in command is called beta, gamma and delta are the third and fourth in command respectively. These ranks are given according to strength or one has to be born in a ranked family. The Alpha though, is born into his role but could be overthrown if defeated by a challenger.

She had a mane of wild brown and gold curls, and tanned skin, I couldn’t see her face but I nervously unfolded the note. “Rank?” Was all the note said and my stomach sank. This pack was entirely built on a ranking system, my aunt had spent the drive home from the airport explaining it, there was the elite tier, the best of the best, Alpha Abel held that spot, along with his beta and another warrior. After that there was the gold tier, this tier had 5 in each rank, gold 1, gold 2, and gold 3 for a total of 15 gold wolves. The silver tier was made up of 60 wolves, 20 in each rank. Bronze tier was where a majority of wolves ranked, it was made up of 150 wolves, 50 in each rank. And lastly there

she said, and I waved at her in response. Alone in my room, my thoughts turned to my life as a half-rank wolf. With an alpha Dad and an omega mom, our existence was considered an abomination by our society, neither fully high-ranked nor fully low-ranked. The high wolves would despise us for having our blood mixed with the slaves, while the slaves would treat us the same for being above them despite having the same blood. It was like we had no place in this world.

Mum quickly grabs a clean uniform and hands it to me. "What they did is just sick," She whispers, and I shrug, putting on the clothes. Zane and Derek have already left again. I wonder where they always go. Zane doesn't tell me anything. I am secretly planning to skip today's classes. I texted my friends from my former school and they are expecting me. That's why I will sneak normal clothes into my backpack when mum leaves. "I was an omega, at least everyone thought I was," my mum starts to talk, and my brows furrow in confusion. Omegas are the lowest-ranked wolves. They are believed to be the weakest in the werewolf hierarchy. Does that mean I am omega too?

The Alpha resides in the biggest and most decorated building, owning a villa to himself, the Beta's ( second in command) building is a lot smaller than that of the Alpha’s. The pack's trainers community follows suit making them the middleman of the pack. Now to the Omega's where I reside, the Omega's are of low ranking not really considered to be important in a pack but also plays a vital role in keeping the pack safe by acting as security and watch guards. The omegas do not attract much attention from the higher ups, and that's why I choose to reside here. The lota’s, which are the lowest of all rankings, play no important role in the pack as they mainly consist of old men and women, retire

As we stepped into the center, the silence was absolute. Then, a sound. a low, guttural growl, echoed from the walls above. I looked up. Dozens of glowing, amber eyes stared down at us from the darkness of the rafters. Cane drew his blade, the steel ringing in the quiet tomb. "They don't recognize us. To them, we’re just food moving through their kill-zone." The shadows shifted, and the pack began to descend, their movements liquid, heavy, and terrifyingly fast. I felt the White Wolf rise, not as a commander, but as a predator staring into the eyes of madness.

"Enhanced taste is one of the perks. Everything tastes better as a wolf. Wait until you try chocolate. Life-changing." "I already loved chocolate," Maya managed around a mouthful of eggs. "Trust me. Wolf-enhanced chocolate appreciation is on another level entirely." They fell into easy conversation while Maya ate. Kai explained pack protocols, training schedules, the social dynamics between different ranks. He was patient and funny and completely non-judgmental about Maya's thousand questions. "So epsilon rank," Maya said eventually. "What does that mean exactly?" "Fifth tier. Below Alphas, Betas, Deltas, and Gammas. Above Zetas and Omegas." Kai leaned against the counter. "I'm essentially m

“What is your role in this pack.” “Lead warrior.” Trevor replies getting to his feet. Ailduin turns to Rik. “And that makes him fairly high up in your hierarchy?” “He’s the lowest of the ranked wolves, which still puts him in the highest one percent of our pack.” “Perfect. Angel, if you would, let’s see if you can bring both of them down.” “We already know she can do that Ailduin. She had 20 of my wolves down at once, including my top warriors.”

They only appeared when animals raided and attacked villages for food and fun. The wolves had many packs. Each had their territory that they defended against anyone outside of their pack. Within each pack, there were three different ranks. Typically, there would be two alphas and omegas in each pack. The rest were betas. The female lead is Neoma Harvest, the female Omega of the Harvest pack. Being of the lowest rank, she was not allowed to reproduce. Although she had accepted her role as the pack’s stress ball, ‘fate’ had something else in store for her.

It was easier to sell off the lie. After all the whole point of eating other than ways to sustain the body for another day but what was I going to look forward to next year? I had been banished and reduced to the lowest level rank. I could not talk to wolves that belonged to privilege packs and it was already well-known that people in the same rank as me were not usually the most social type. It was a very rare occasion that they were not even trying to tear out each other's throats as nobody ever looked out for another.