Omega Level Mutants Ranked Novels & Stories

Ana mutters, and my eyebrows shoot up. In a werewolf community there was a strict chain of command, The Alpha and Luna, the Betas, the Gammas, the Deltas, the Zetas, then the Omegas. Zeta's were former Omegas who managed to climb out of the gutters and gain a position of respect of sorts, most slaves were omegas, most normal people were Zeta's, climbing from Omega to Zeta was no easy feat, but then again it shouldn't be something too difficult when you're sleeping with the Alpha's Whore. Karla smirked, clearly basking in the show of respect. "Do you know what time it is?"

The lead guys scoffed. “What is your point?” I stepped closer, and I sniffed. “Your what? A low gamma?” I threw my head back and laughed. “Are you fucking kidding me?” The man looked bewildered. “What?” “You are the lowest rank fucking possible, and you think you have the right to bully an omega?” I laughed harder. Bending down at my waist to catch my breath. While I was bent over, I grabbed for the omega. “Get up.” His eyes flashed to mine and I could see a tiny bit of panic, but it was smothered by the hope there. Once he stood, I wrapped my arm around his waist. “Let me be very clear here.” I stepped closer to the male. “An omega is more important than your fucking pathetic rank. And you

Alex had heard Big Ken's introduction of the situation before, so he could figure it out. For a special group like the mutants, the way to divide their status was also extremely special. The higher the degree of variation of the mutated, the more severe the intelligence would decline, the more unsuitable it was to be a leader. Normally, the leader of a mutated organization was either an evolved one with great strength, or a mutated one with a relatively low degree of variation. A powerful evolution leader could rely on his strength to suppress the mutant under his command. As for a low-level mutant leader, he needed to first use the characteristics of the same species to eliminate the instin

And in the hierarchy of wolves in the pack, while an Alpha was the head and most respected and honored to lead the pack, the Omega was the lowest and everyone who made up the pack looked down on them. This was why no one took the demise if my parents serious. They had an inkling that they did not have to after all, father was a vampire and mother was an Omega wolf. But deep down, I knew that was not the reason why Pedro had dismissed their investigation. The black wolves were just really terrifying and as much as I wished he would do something about it. Anything, he just had to call off the investigation by saying it was a waste of man resources, going after people who did not belong to the

The idea that a goddess watches over them became a popular opinion. Humans didn't survive long with the mass evolution of wolves, who took over the earth in waves of occupation and slaughter. The race... went extinct within years, and the wolves took over even the tiniest corners of caves. For ages, the hierarchy remained primal, but soon enough, the strongest began to divide. So the Alphas were established. Those who were fastest, strongest, their scents transgressed into intensified aromas that they could control and impact lesser wolves. Then there are the Betas, loyal followers and advisors. Deltas and Gammas became enforcers; those that were too difficult to control became rouges. Final

Meg’s POV “What do you want- omega?” Chris spits out at me, his mouth twisting in a snarl. Chris is a gamma, and his power gets to his fathead sometimes. No, he isn’t overweight, he’s just stupid. Gammas are in line for beta-ship, so they hold power in their aura. Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta, and then omega, in that order. A luna rules by the alpha’s side.

I pressed. Zayn hesitated for a moment before answering. "I'm an Omega," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. What?! I couldn't believe my ears. Omegas were the lowest rank in the werewolf hierarchy, the ones who were often bullied and looked down upon by their more powerful counterparts. I walked towards the bed and quietly lay down without saying another word to Zayn because I felt so disappointed. I was shocked and wounded in my heart. I had always dreamt of marrying an Alpha, someone powerful, someone who could protect me from any danger.

I turned to see her, acknowledging her presence. "Morning, Elsa." I nodded at her greeting, noticing how she hesitated. That... she does now ever since the day I came to learn who they were. It was as though she always waited to see my reaction before she entered the room every time or did anything, afraid she might scare me away. I watched the Omega hasten as she quickly began arranging the room. I've even learned that they were ranked by their strength, status, and special abilities, with the most powerful werewolves occupying the highest ranks in the pack hierarchy.

“She is worthy to be called a woman. Oh, and she isn't an Omega.” His words bit into my skin, numbing me for a millisecond. Never have I ever thought that he would use my status against me that it hurt like a bitch when he uttered those words. “So, you feel nothing for me because I am an omega? That doesn't change the fact that I am still the Alpha's daughter.” I said, wiping away my tears. “An Omega is the lowest ranked wolf. You, being the Alpha's daughter, change nothing. You're nothing and will always be nothing.” He spat.

Followed by a Gamma, whose main function is to protect her. Then follows Mathew, yeah, the name appears in her mind because he is currently holding that title (the head of the warriors) and because she is so proud of him. Next follows the warriors and then the Elders, then the Omegas and, finally, at the bottom of the ranks in the werewolf world, are the Rogues.