Nezha Gender Novels & Stories

“That's because she works so hard. Betas are typically known to have been males throughout the geneology but she's a woman, that's more burden on her shoulders.” “Well I'm also a woman and an Alpha,” “That's also going to be slightly difficult but it's different for Zaria North, she answers to the Alpha and has to be competent at her job.” he said warmly. “Now that you're Alpha and you're also a woman, she's expected to help you out since you don't know what it takes to be an Alpha yet.”

"Have a safe journey Alpha Zero and to you my sister and your baby as well. Have you thought of giving her name yet?" Ayah smiled and raise the baby. "Her name is Nelika taken from the ancient Goddess of snow. She will grow up to be a very strong she-wolf that men will envy her strength. Her beauty will be timeless, like a queen. She's the first born heir of the North and the enemies will fear her." "Nice name!” I express happily, and Carmela agreed. Alpha Zero focus his eyes on his child and nodded, his love for her shows in the sparkle reflected by the way he look at her.

They are twins, that is rare. The female with the a-line steps forward first. "Welcome, my name is Nathalia one of the chieftains of this horde. I had waited so long for your arrival I feared you would not come," she speaks in a silky voice.

I did not look at him; I was only waiting for his reply. "Alpha, Natalia is an Alpha female, a powerful woman. She can get any man she wants."

I asked curiously. “Yes, we do. Horus’s descendants can only produce males, and Nut’s descendants can only produce females. We know Alsie and her mother were descendants of Nut because they are females. I am a male, and I produced male heirs because I and now, you three are the descendants of Horus.”

'Well played, goddess mother, well played,' Eirika thought. “I’ve told you, and I keep saying this, it is high time you start to listen. I am a Lycan, you are not getting rid of me in this lifetime, you are mine, 'Nesha,” Eirika heard Nigel whisper. Zenesha let out a shaky breath, whimpering. “Nigel… we can’t just… be reasonable. I don't think I can survive losing my babies …” Zenesha pleaded, still trying to persuade him.

Chapter 89: Second Life The Elysian Empire was a land of grandeur, steeped in tradition and hierarchy. Its people were not only divided by their noble ranks but also by the unique genders bestowed upon them by nature itself. The six genders—male and female alphas, male and female betas, and male and female omegas—shaped the very fabric of their society. Each bore distinct roles, and though unity was idealized, inequality and prejudice often thrived beneath the surface.

He turned away from her so she could only see his profile. Nyla had never considered her name before. Did regular humans think about why they were called humans? “No.” “Menhit is the goddess of war in ancient Egyptian culture,” he told her. “She was pictured as a lioness. Her name literally means ‘one who massacres.’”

“How long ago did she come into her powers?” “They were awakened yesterday, according to Zeus. She is already training to control the powers that have shown themselves. Being Gaia’s daughter means that she is my sister. I mean her no harm and as for the others, they have never hurt me. My quarrel has always been with Zeus and now he is threatening everyone. He does not care that killing the new goddess could start a war with your God. Zeus is an idiot child with an inferiority complex when it comes to women. So, will you help me?” I asked. “I will help you cut the link in your mind. What is it that you may need me for beyond that?” Najera asked.

I turn back to my kit, feeling significantly lighter now that I have poked his ego. Kael swallows the cold water, his golden eyes tracking my form as I organize the silver instruments. This female had been ready to weep in his transport just minutes ago, yet the second she speaks to him, she possesses enough fire to provoke his wolf to the brink of fury. Though she shares the same bloodline as Nyara, her core is entirely different. Nyara was a submissive yes-man who trembled at his scent, behaving like a fragile accessory without a single independent thought. She spent her days groveling for his approval. Zaria is entirely different.