Omega Hierarchy 소설 & 이야기

They didn't know she was trying to stop the urge from ripping their throats apart. Delaney notices many other shabbily clad hostages being dragged out of their cells as they make their way into the filthy hallway. She also discovered that the slaves were werewolves, not humans, after inhaling their scent. They were omegas. Omega wolves are the weakest of the wolf species, whose strength is compared to that of a human. The only difference is their super-hearing abilities, sense of smell and a few other things. They strolled aimlessly as if they had been subjected to a series of torments. Their eyes had darkened for a long time, replaced by pessimism and defeat.

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

“I don’t think you have anything else to say to me. Just go.” I tried walking past her but she held me firmly again. “What is so special about her, huh?” she suddenly screamed. “Keep your voice down,” I warned calmly. “She is an omega for Christ’s sake, Rivers! What could she possibly do for you?” she continued angrily. “Drop your voice down.” My tone remained calm but the authority behind it was enough to make the air heavy. But Sarah refused to stop. “No, I will not!” she yelled through gritted teeth. “I will not stop chasing you, Rivers. You belong to me and I can’t allow an omega take you away from me.” She tried walking away angrily but this time I grabbed her wrist firmly. Her eyes wid

I asked in horror. “You're not a mere Omega; you're a pure Omega,” Archer said. “Pure Omegas are born during a major astronomical event; they are usually endowed with incredible powers, such as, for example, clairvoyance. A pure Omega is capable of stopping a war or unleashing it; that's how awesome is what you can do once the seal of your powers is broken. Right now, we must take care that your power does not fall into the wrong hands and innocent lives are put in danger.” I hadn't realized how much my life had changed until that moment.

He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was a Omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few exceptions to this rule like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for the most part, Omegas didn't get mates. The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough. Since I was a powerful Omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.

the one who understands their secrets.Paul Wason looked at her hand, and at her eyes. He did not look at a god, but at a woman. A mother. A woman with a horrible, lovely, and deep purpose. "You… you need my help?""I am not a god who sits on a throne, Paul Wason," Sama Arthur said, her voice now deeply low and fierce. "I am a god of the people.". The balance is not just in me; it is in all of us. And the balance has been broken for far too long. The Alpha High Council, in their arrogance, have enslaved and used the Omegas. They have stolen their gifts and turned them into weapons. They have made them believe they are less than an instrument to be used. They have made them believe that they a

An influx of information regarding the owner of the body rapidly flowed into his brain. Apparently, the body owner was his counterpart in a universe where you are categorized into three groups: Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Wei Lin Feng was an omega who will go to any length to keep the spotlight on himself. Lin Feng was famously known as a villainous omega who tried to kill his half-brother not once but a dozen times due to jealousy. He failed because someone was always interfering with his plans. Unfortunately, the last time he tried to kill his half-brother, he was beaten by his father and abandoned by everyone he knew. For a spoiled little omega. Living his life alone, thrown away, is worse th

[ANOMALY IDENTIFIED: SECTOR 77-OBSIDIAN. The voice wasn't Kael's. It was a sonar pulse that bypassed the ears and spoke directly to the marrow. The First Omega’s shadow manifested on every screen in the hall, her silver-gray eyes unblinking, her face a mask of airless indifference. [THE SOVEREIGN UNIT IS A STOLEN PROTOTYPE. THE ANCHOR-MOTHER CARRIES THE ILLEGAL MARROW OF THE ARCHITECTS. STATUS: RECLAIMABLE HARDWARE.]

The server flinched—and suddenly fell to her knees. “I’m sorry, Miss Smith… I… I stole the ring,” she confessed, voice shaking. “Oh, really?” I lifted my brow, clearly unimpressed. A lowly server, an Omega, stealing a high-status ring to frame me? It was laughable. I was the future Luna of Brown Pack. Even putting that aside, there was no way an Omega like her had the brains or guts to pull off such an elaborate scheme. There’s a reason Omega-class werewolves are at the bottom of the hierarchy. Their genetics and intelligence simply don’t allow them to execute sophisticated plans. That’s why Alpha-class wolves make the decisions, followed by the more capable Betas.

Despite being an omega , I- “Despite?!” Syliva huffed and stopped writing. Olivia stopped pacing their small room. She turned to look at her sister . “We are omegas. It is a sub-gender not a sickness!” Syliva protested. Olivia huffed in turn. “He is looking for a traditional omega,” Olivia countered patiently “Which means that he is the head of the house, and you submit to him. It is only words. Once there, you will use your ways to control him. Now, hush and write. We don’t have much time left before work.”