Omega Hierarchy Novels & Stories

Shelbrooke watched in wonder. "I have not much to say, people. But on this day after a full moon, the real owner of the pack shall return. With full force and glory and her seed shall complete the missing puzzle. Do with this prophecy what you want. But one thing stands, no matter how many ceremonies you hold for this worthless Prince, he will never become the Alpha. We have only one leader," she raised an index finger. "And it is an Omega." Murmurings arose and everywhere became tensed. Styx himself was dumbfounded but not as shocked as Charles who was devastated as he sat down under a full moon. In anger, he shifted almost immediately and howled in pain.

Everyone waited with hopeful anticipation, wanting to know how he would explain this to Amber, who clearly appeared upset and confused. Zack turned to his friends, seeking support in their gazes. However, all he saw was confusion on their faces. Emily, who had been looking down, felt increasingly pressured by the situation. The “omega” label that Amber had placed on her for so long continued to haunt her thoughts. Although she was the daughter of the Alpha, that small and powerless feeling remained firmly attached to her.

It’s as if the brothers have a blind spot when it comes to her. They see her how they want to see her, as a fragile and innocent flower, and discard anything they witness that could speak to the contrary. “If you want to know why we deemed you an Omega,” Wes continues. “You need only look at yourself. Your actions, even today, in sabotaging Sylvia’s help with the flowers, are not befitting those of an honorable member of the pack. You are an Omega, Ollie, through and through. And now everyone will know it.”

Chapter 1 “I’m only telling you this, because life can do terrible things,” - Terrible Things by Mayday Parade An Omega is the lowest ranking in a Werewolf pack. ‘O’ is the last alphabet in the Greek Alphabet, so that makes Omega the lowest ranking. I am the Omega/Slave of the Broken Shadows pack. I don’t know why I got this position but they said that it was because I was ugly and unexpected. I don’t know if it’s true because I don’t think I am ugly. I think that I am just average. Being an Omega isn’t easy. The beating when you do something wrong. The words that they say to you get lodged in your brain and don’t want to come out and the bruises.

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.

“For rejected trash?” “Not your business.” “Is when father judges.” Eyes flashed. “Why ditch your daughter for a killer? Traitor?” “Neither.” “Explain.” Demanded. “Murders. Rogue shelter. War on packs?” “No war.” “Haven’t you?” Gestured omegas. “Steal their control. Laws. Submission.” “Good.” Hard final. “Hierarchy rotten. Time to fix.” Laugh broke. Harsh. “You believe it.” Head shake. “One omega changes centuries?”

She is an Omega. She is suspected of killing her master, which is a forbidden crime and not supposed to happen. She manages to persuade another Alpha that she is not the killer...but is it true? Background Setting: The werewolves are divided into packs, and each pack is led by an Alpha. There is also a group of werewolves, the Omegas, who serve as slaves in each pack. Omegas are mated to their Alpha, and they can’t disobey their orders, even when they are told

"When pure wolf muscles and fangs are no longer relevant, pure power shifts to machines, money, and mind. Tonight, it is not just a surrender of my riches." Oswald looked straight at Chloe who stepped up to him, accompanied by Alexander the god of war from hell behind him. "Tonight, Vanguard as a whole became a singular entity," continued the grandfather. He took out a command stick coated with black crystal - the key to activating the OMEGA System, a doomsday satellite protocol that could cut off the entire earth's signal in five seconds. Oswald handed the wand into Chloe's palm. "Give a never-ending round of applause to your new Queen, Chloe Vanguard!" shouted Oswald.

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