Omega Vs Alpha Male Novels & Stories

I took a breath and closed my eyes. "Omega males are unstable and untrusted, Xander," my mother continued in a lower tone. "They have high egos because they are also men and their position as Omega creates frustration so they will definitely try harder not to submit to their Alpha. That's why it is riskier to have a male Omega as a mate because they don't want to lose their identity. In fact, they are men and they will still try to equate themselves with their Alpha, even though it shouldn't be like that."

The attraction to him was undeniable, and what was up with those sparks? I took a moment to get another good look at him. If I had thought he was carved from sexy perfection at Olly’s, seeing him standing in his own element made it even that much better. He stood inches above his men, and his broad shoulders and biceps showed his strength as an Alpha. Alphas were typically larger and stronger than average shifters which made me curious to see how big his wolf was.

It wasn't a question. Her gaze traveled over Nova with the precision of someone who missed nothing. "That does explain the whispers." "The Omega wing is losing its mind," she continued. "Half think you're cursed. The other half think you're here to seduce the Alpha." Nova sighed, already very well aware. "I... I wouldn't even know how to seduce anyone." Elle grinned. "You don't need instructions. Men are remarkably uncoordinated. Especially when a girl walks in looking like a half-starved moon goddess."

The gray-eyed man turned his attention toward me now. His gaze swept over me carefully, from my worn clothes to the bruises still fading along my arm. His expression darkened. “She’s an omega,” he said. “Yes.” “And wolfless.” Kael didn’t answer that part. The silence stretched. The man studied him carefully before speaking again. “Alpha… this doesn’t make sense.” Kael’s silver eyes flickered briefly toward me before returning to his Beta. “She crossed into our territory tonight,” he said. “By accident?” “No.”

The way his body had responded tonight, the way his scent had thickened when he got hard, the way even a trace of blood carried pheromones strong enough to make an Alpha like me lose focus. I took another long sip, staring at my reflection in the dark glass. If he really was an Omega, even a suppressed or late-presenting one, then getting close to him was dangerous. Omegas in heat or even just emotionally stirred could flood the air with pheromones that hit Alphas like a drug. And that blood… fuck, his blood seemed to concentrate it. One drop at sight and I’d already felt that pull tonight, that sudden urge to taste, to claim, to bury myself in him until he stopped pretending he was straight

“You really are dumb.” The insult landed so casually I almost did not process it. “What?.” “You heard me.” I stared at him. Talon shook his head slowly like he was disappointed in me. "You don’t even know basic shit about your own kind." “I know enough.” “Clearly not enough Alpha.” I released his shirt immediately . “Explain.” Talon adjusted himself against the bed before speaking. “Male omegas capable of carrying children are physically stronger than ordinary wolves.” I frowned immediately. “That makes no sense.”

The sound caught in my throat, half-hysterical. “Happier?” I managed, shaking my head. “You’re joking, right? Look at me.” I gestured wildly to my soaked dress, the bucket still rolling near the straw mat. “I’m an omega. A nobody. And you—you’re…” I couldn’t even finish. His smile deepened. “I know who I am, Alisha.” “And I know what’s coming. You’ll reject me. Of course you will. Why wouldn’t you? That’s what everyone would expect.” My voice cracked again, softer now. “It’s what I expect.”

“Must have been love at first sight?” “Yeah.” Nodding, I refilled my glass, our food untouched. It seemed we wouldn't be touching that until we leave because it seemed like it was getting colder. “That must have been so wonderful.” This time, he looked at me. He wasn't focusing on the swirling juice in his glass. His fake-looking golden eyes locked with mine. “What gender is the one you love?” “Do you even have to ask that question?” “I do. Most Alphas aren't concerned about the gender of their Omegas, since they are almost the same. Aside from having breasts and vaginas, though.”

"I was just following guidelines. She's a low-level Omega. She can barely shift." The snarl that ripped through the Alpha's chest was terrifying. He took a threatening step toward the guard, preparing to unleash his anger on him. A tall, olive skinned man quickly stepped in between the two of them. He held out his hand in a surrender motion, eyeing them both carefully. "I will suggest you be more careful with your words if you'd like to keep your head, Smith." He commented towards the guard before completely disregarding him and turning to face the Alpha. He lowered his voice as he addressed him, "Is it true? She's your mate?"

My wolf was laughing like a hyena in my head because he loved her feisty response. “You will show me respect! I’ve been an alpha since before you were born!” Alpha Bruce spat out while standing from his chair. His face had turned bright red from how enraged he was. “I’ll show you respect when you earn it, and so far, you’ve done nothing to help your case,” she replied pointedly, while also standing from her chair. She locked her eyes with his in a silent battle for dominance. After a few minutes, Alpha Bruce looked away, and the anger on his face was still very much present. The thing was, Sophia was above other alphas because of her royal bloodline. I wasn’t surprised that he couldn’t maint