Omega Hierarchy Novels & Stories

This is a travesty!" Elder Garrick Stonehelm stormed, his voice gritted from the battle. He wobbled a shaking finger at Rhea, who stood with the four Alphas. "She is an Omega! She cannot hold this power. It is against the law. Against nature.".

This pack holds so many secrets and lies, it's hard to tell what is real and what isn't. People are the main reason for that proclamation. Take Rosie, for example. She is so obsessed with Alpha Matthew's that even when she found out I was his mate, Me ... the useless, deaf orphan, she still beat the living daylights out of me for it and claimed that I would never be worthy of anyone else again. I think that really set my self-esteem off because I knew I wouldn't be. An omega lives by an agreement amongst other omegas ... never turn on each other. Never allow another to harm one of your own. You are the lowest of the rank; it doesn't get much lower than being an omega, and everyone of a highe

"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.

I looked up at him. Really looked. It was such a strange question that I almost laughed. “Because it’s Derek,” I said. Kael waited. Like he expected more explanation. “Because he’s stronger than me,” I continued slowly. “Faster. Higher rank. And because the last three omegas who ‘said something’ ended up cleaning the kitchens for two months.” Kael didn’t argue with that. Which was interesting. Instead he asked, “Then why today?” I opened my mouth. Closed it.

“A-are you okay? Did you get hurt?” “No. Just a little forehead scratch. But the pedestrian, the girl, an omega . . . I have to go now. I promise to be back as soon as I can.” She knows that her friend is in deep trouble. Because in their world, the percentage of the female and male omega is beyond inferior to the number of alphas. In short, omegas like her are very important for Parallelian's propagation. So hurting an Omega is a serious crime, not unless the perpetrator belongs to the royal family. The royal dominant alphas.

Alpha Lowell pov Submerged in a sea of fury, I felt the sting of fresh wounds in my chest, each breath a laborious task. Power was all I craved—was it such an outrageous desire? Was I not deemed worthy? If the goddess would not grant me the mantle of moon guardian, then I would seize it by any means necessary, even if it meant embracing the flames. After all, my rise to Alpha was no stroke of luck; I was always destined for greatness, deserving of all that is good. I demand subservience, the world at my feet. Yet, as the morning sunlight kissed my face, lying in my bed of opulence, I knew that satisfaction was a sign of weakness.

“We need you back. Evelyn left a final layer. She called it Omega. And it just activated.” Flashback: 12 Years Ago, Project Parity Inside the core Parity vault, Evelyn Vale stood before a circular interface. Julian, just a teenager then, watched from behind thick security glass. “Why Omega?” he asked her. Evelyn typed rapidly, not turning. “Because everything before this was protocol. Omega is purpose.” He frowned. “What purpose?” She finally turned. “To decide who’s worthy of the world when I’m gone.” Present Day, Nova High Council Emergency Summit

It meant he had no inclination to show mercy. Our pack was accustomed to socializing with humans. Sir Eros was also the CEO of the Hildart Group, which had diverse business interests in different countries. But humans were unaware of his true nature. In our pack, I was an Omega. I didn't know what the Alpha saw in me that he personally offered me this job. Maybe it was because I had many human friends?

(Cathy pov) My name is Cathy and I am an omega as the wolves call it, wolves that are tagged omega's are usually traitors, criminals and wolves with very low social standings. I was born into wealth but that didn't last long in my life,my father was an army general, yeah 'was' he died in battle... I think his death was planned by his fellow generals. After my father died the other army general did everything they could to take all my fathers wealth and left us with nothing...we hard to struggle to get by everyday afraid of being shamed and bullied. My life isn't something interesting I have been living as an omega for as long as I can remember, my life has been really hard it isn't filled wi

No one dares move. “Look at her,” a voice purrs from behind them. Clara. The Beta’s daughter. Lucian’s girlfriend. Her smile drips poison as she steps into the circle, a leather whip coiled in her hand. “Did you really think you could have them? That anyone could love an Omega?” My lips part, but no words come. My throat is raw, strangled by grief. “Pathetic,” Clara spits. And then the whip cracks. Agony explodes across my back. My scream shatters in the air.