Lowest Wolf Rank Novels & Stories

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

Stay with me here, I know I am overloading you with a ton of information about us, but it all will make sense in the end. Werewolves live in packs, and a hierarchy system rules the pack. The strongest werewolf is the leader of the pack and is called Alpha. His mate, and equal, is called Luna. They are the head of the pack. The second in command is the Beta, the third Gamma, and so on. You get the idea. They all help lead the pack, but the Alpha is always the last to have the final say. The werewolves whose connection with their inner wolf is weak, or are unable to shift, are called omegas. They are the lowest rank of the pack. Most of them work as servants. There are regular pack members su

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.

Josh snickers out and I can’t help but smile. “Yes, it most certainly is. There are twenty-four ranks for wolves: Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Epsilon, Zeta, Eta, Theta, Iota, Kappa, Lambda, Mu, Nu, Xi, Omicron, Pi, Rho, Sigma, Tau, Upsilon, Phi, Chi, Psi and Omega.

I wasn’t impressed by this and wanted to know who it was. In our world, the highest-ranking wolves are Alpha’s with their large black wolves, Betas come next with a smaller gray wolf, then the Gammas with their white wolves. At the bottom are the Omegas, but it's only because they have small wolves with any color pelt. The Omegas outnumbered Alphas, Betas and Gammas massively. “Let’s go in and get homework done while I make everyone dinner. Can you three gentlemen hunt down the table leaf and extra chairs when you’re done?” Cat asked.

he continued, looking away from it and at the glowing Moon Court beyond the hedges, “we hold balls and perform ceremonies.” I followed his gaze. “Yes,” I said. “But only for the elite.” His expression shifted, more thoughtful now. “There is hierarchy among wolves. We have the nobles and royal blood at the higher rank, and other wolves from important positions, and ranks and their families and then we have the ones with no rank. It keeps order.” I frowned. “Many of them are mean.” His eyes came back to me and something flashed in those green eyes. I hesitated. “They wear jewels and smile while tearing others apart.”

His arms were crossed, his posture rigid, every inch of him radiating authority. I held my chin up, refusing to let him intimidate me. "Because it's obvious," I said, matching his tone with steel of my own. "I know how ranked wolves behave. I've watched hierarchies my entire life. These three?" I gestured back toward Ronan, Kael, and Turk, who stood frozen in the center of the arena, watching our confrontation with wide eyes. "They move like officers. They carry themselves with the confidence of wolves who already know their place. Ronan's the Beta, Kael's the Gamma, and Turk's the Delta. They've been ranked for a while now, haven't they?" Darien's jaw tightened, but he didn't deny it.

Elora snapped, but he ignored. “Well, I have come to reveal something you'd never believe. I am sure you all understand the ranking of the wolves. The late Alpha and his wife are both Alpha wolves, but it is quite unfortunate that your supposed Luna standing before you now is an Omega…” The people gasped. Elora's eyes widened. “Again with this omega talk? What's your problem?” She yelled, but he ignored her. “Will you fold your hands and allow an omega rule you? You all are better than her in all ramifications. Your ranks are higher than her, so why the heck do you want to take orders from a low ranked wolf?” He snapped, and the people started murmuring.

In my world, the world of werewolves, I'm close to the bottom in ranking. The highest rank is an Alpha. He's massive, taller than everyone, and stronger. He has an aura that can drop you to your knees, and make you submit to him. He's the leader of a pack. It's not something simply given to you, or something you can take. You have to be born with Alpha blood in order to be an Alpha The next step down is a Beta, the Alpha's second in command. Once again, you have to be born with it. You have to be born with beta blood in order to be one.

Although he was not wealthy, Russell was a middle-ranked wolf. The mid-rank wolves are not quite as powerful as the alpha wolves, but they are also not as helpless as the omega wolves. They fall somewhere in the middle. This is where the vast majority of wolves can be found, and it also contains a good number of elders. These wolves will assist in taking care of wolf pups as well as providing protection for them. It would appear that Russell was the most gentle member of his species throughout its entire history. It had been three years since we had first started dating, and during that time, he had proven to be everything I could have wished for in a soul mate.