Omega Wolves Novels & Stories

As usual, Alex didn’t take it seriously. “Alex. I’m not in the mood for your bullshit. Just answer.” I felt his sigh through the link. “Alright, alright… lunar wolves—if they even existed, were high-tier omegas. You couldn't call them submissive... They had strong instincts like healing faster than omegas, masking their scents like crazy. And their heats were supposedly so intense they could kill a lesser alpha. They mate like fucking rabbits, Axel. And I mean, they fuck like there's no morrow.”

She checked the young girl’s condition– no cuts, no bite marks– she’s safe. In their Werewolf form, the pack are unable to speak with their mouths. Instead they use telepathy. And only the children of the Moon and their mates are able to hear them. He spoke to Helicent, “Remus’s assistant. The one I chose.” Helicent nodded. She felt a pang of jealousy. She wanted to be the one closest to Remus, but instead she got stuck with the Right-Hand Man. Lyall isn’t all bad. They have the best of sex. But Helicent is used to always getting what she wants. And she wanted nothing more than to be the Alpha’s Mate. But when Remus rejected her, by default, his second in command shall be her mate.

"And yeah, close enough...this is Tama and Valia..and this is Aria, Sarah, Chloe and Shilo." They had all only just met Shilo that morning and she was being quite quiet and reserved. She was quite a tiny, skinny little thing and Aria knew just by looking at her that she was an Omega. She noticed the other two older girls being Phi-wolves and friends didn't make much of an effort to include Shilo in conversation so Aria had tried talking to her on the flight. She seemed a bit of an introvert and book worm, but was excited to be invited by Alpha Carlyle to come to Thunderwolf Pack Headquarters and be introduced to Alpha Dominic's promised mate. It made Aria feel a little uncomfortable that all

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

I tell them. “Good,” my father says. “Jax, inform the remaining alphas to return another day—including Alpha Caleb and Luna Marcie.” Jax nods. Moments later, three large black wolves emerge from the forest. They shift behind the trees and step forward fully dressed. We exchange bows before introductions begin. Two are mated. One is younger—newly an Alpha. We talk briefly. And we wait. “For Herk?” one of them mutters. “I’ve heard he’s not the most trustworthy Alpha.”

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

Monty will take it with him to the post office when he goes out on one of his scavenger hunts. “Good afternoon, King,” one of the rogues says and bows so low that his forehead almost touches his thighs. “There’s no need for that.” “Yes, your majesty,” he mumbles and scuttles off. Oh, this is going to be a problem. These wolves aren’t all that comfortable around authority, and even though we’ve managed to gather a few Betas and Gammas, we mostly have Omegas – the lowest and weakest of the wolves. I make my way over to the hostel to check on the progress there. A few of the Omegas are cleaning and getting the place ready for habitation.

As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, the werewolf pack gathered in the heart of Luka's territory, their eyes ablaze with determination. Ardolf, a towering figure with a mane of jet-black fur, exchanged a knowing glance with Brian, his trusted lieutenant. Athena, with her sleek silver coat and piercing amber eyes, stood by their side, ready for the impending battle. Behind them, the rest of their pack, a formidable force of loyal warriors, awaited the signal.

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.

The Red Moon Pack grounds were quiet now, but the sounds of the morning’s trouble still felt like an unwanted visitor in the air. Wolves walked slowly through the clearing, their fur messy with dirt and frost. The older wolves and leaders whispered to each other, thinking about what had happened. Their eyes often looked at him; Alexander Grey, the omega who had fought like a storm nobody expected. Some looked at him with wonder, others with jealousy they tried to hide, and a few with careful fear.