Omega Level Mutants Ranked Novels & Stories

Zane asked again This time, Logan gulped. His alpha was angry. "You, alpha." He replied with his head hanging low "That's right, Omega." Logan whimpered. "I'm sorry Alpha." He begged "Oh, I'm not done, and I don't remember giving you orders to do something like this." Zane growled at the poor Omega. Omegas being the smallest in rank in the werewolf world, Logan could not help but get intimidated by the strong pheromone Zane was releasing.

I had even grown used to the omegas who looked like abused children walking around taking care of everyone else. They hardly ever looked up and at first it really bothered me, but in time, I realized it was just the way things worked with werewolves. The omegas weren’t abused, they were showing respect to the ones who were higher in rank. It made sense for there to be some kind of hierarchy. They were animals, after all. They were predators and needed the structure to keep everyone in line.

Mom’s a healer. In the pack, there are different ranks. There’s the Alpha, leader of the pack, anpd the Luna, his mate. Then their family. Then the Beta—my dad—second in command. Next is the Gamma, third in command. Then the warriors, who guard the borders. Then hunters, in charge of food. And the healers, who tend to the injured. The lowest rank? Omegas. My rank. Omegas are the weakest werewolves. No strength to guard, no wisdom to heal. And among omegas, I might be the weakest.

He yanked my hair, dragging my head back as he whispered, voice dripping with venom, “You’re a worthless wolf that I use whenever I like. You are lower than a slave. You have no right to fight back. You have no right to speak. You are a wolfless, barren omega.” His words sliced deeper than his hands ever could. My chest tightened. Rage simmered beneath my skin, burning me alive. He finally released my hair, shoving me backward. I lifted my head, my teeth clenched. My fists trembled at my sides as I whispered, “Reject me then.”

XERAPHINA The past two weeks have flown by, leaving us in a constant state of chaos. The reason for all this madness is that Charity’s mate was from one of our neighboring rival packs. Despite having the scent of an omega, he has secured his position as a gamma within his own pack. In the werewolf hierarchy, a gamma holds the third rank and authority. My father believes he has not yet undergone the blood ritual to solidify his position as a gamma. It remains a mystery how he accomplished such a feat, especially considering the previous gamma of the Howlers Moon Pack was a cruel and oppressive leader. It’s unheard of for an omega to defeat a gamma, which makes this situation more extraordinar

Chaz didn’t give an example for that. Betas are the assistants of the Alpha. They are the closest men that can reach the Alpha. Some of them are wicked and bullies because they’re stronger and they have a connection with the leader of the pack. The last one is Omegas; ordinary people or slaves of the Betas. They weren’t powerful enough or close enough to the ruler so they have the least power of all the kinds of werewolves. I don’t bring a notebook so I wasn’t able to take notes. At least, I could still remember them now.

What happened next was shocking. He dragged me back to the house by my arm and what I saw when I got inside was horrifying my parents lay dead and the house was trashed, but what scared me more was there was no scent of a rogue being in the house. Beta peter turned to me and asked what happened and why i lied i kept telling him i didn't but he didn't believe me and since my parents were dead Beta peter became the alpha and he had the pack warriors take me to the interrogation room. I sat quietly waiting for him and when he finally came he told me if I didn't tell the truth I would become the omega of the pack. He kept asking questions all night and by the end of it all he still didn't belie

Omegas were the commonest tier, and like Deltas, it was totally random being an Omega. There were major differences between the three tiers. Alphas had red eyes in their wolf forms, Deltas had orange eyes while Omegas had yellow eyes. Alpha wolves were larger in size, and the strongest, while Delta wolves were smaller, but faster. Omega wolves were the frailest of them all. They often had issues turning to their wolf forms as they got tired often. Alphas also had the ability to talk with everyone via a mind link when in wolf form, but Deltas and Omegas couldn’t. I mean, they could talk with the Alphas, but not with other Deltas or Omegas.

Usually alphas are the strongest in the pack but in the case the heir is weak, anyone who feels they’re stronger can issue a formal challenge for the alpha title. Next are the betas. They are usually the alpha’s right hand man or woman. After them there is the gamma. Some packs have gammas while others do not. Darren’s pack didn’t have a gamma and I’m beginning to think Sebastian doesn’t have one either because he hasn’t mentioned anyone. The luna is the alpha's mate and in ranking, she ranks higher than the beta. Then there is the female beta who ranks higher than the gamma. At the bottom are the omegas. Omegas usually have really weak wolves and some don’t even have wolves despite having t

Octavia’s body was propped up, but the beautiful golden shimmers clued me into the fact that it was indeed Storm. I had noticed that Octavia’s aura was getting stronger as her body got stronger. Each werewolf had an aura, but they weren’t all created equal. Even ranked wolves had varying degrees of it, meaning that not all Alphas or Betas had even remotely similar ones. Brock, for example, had a stronger aura than Alpha Richard had, which we found extremely hilarious because he was an inducted Alpha – the highest rank in a pack. Octavia’s parents, according to Rob and Marjorie, didn’t come from any ranked blood. They both admitted that her parents had decent auras for warriors, but it was no