Omegaverse Beta Novels & Stories

Drown in facts until my emotions had to stand on a chair and wave to get attention. I opened my laptop, the hinge warm against my knees. The screen reflected back a woman who looked like she hadn’t slept and like she might never again and like she’d fight anyone who tried to write that fact for her. I typed werewolf pack hierarchy into the search bar like I hadn’t spent a week rolling my eyes at shop-gossip words: Beta, Gamma, Omega. Sean had said Omega and I’d thought it was a joke. I felt stupid enough to apologize to him tomorrow and bring him a cookie.

"Nagawa ninyong talunin ang inyong sariling mga takot. Pero sapat ba 'yan para pigilan ang pag-harvest ko sa inyong mundo?" ​Itinaas ng Omega ang kanyang kamay, at mula sa sahig ay lumabas ang mga itim na kable na direktang nakakonekta sa Stasis Pod ni Alexander. ​"Huwag mong hawakan ang anak ko!" sigaw ni Valerie, habang pinapaulanan ng laser fire ang Omega, ngunit ang mga bala ay tumatagos lamang. ​"Ang batang ito ang magiging 'Mainframe' ng aming bagong imperyo," tawa ng Omega. "Liam, ibigay mo na ang iyong source code. Huwag mo nang pahirapan ang pamilya mo."

Luna peeked cautiously into Valerian’s office, her breath catching. She couldn’t bring herself to step inside—not when he was flooding the room with pheromones so potent they made her skin prickle. She had to stay away; if he sensed her reaction, he’d figure out she was an omega, not the beta she’d pretended to be.

Hierarchy for rejection: Alphas / Alpha Heirs Betas Gammas Alpha Females Warriors Ordinary Shifters Omegas

An influx of information regarding the owner of the body rapidly flowed into his brain. Apparently, the body owner was his counterpart in a universe where you are categorized into three groups: Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Wei Lin Feng was an omega who will go to any length to keep the spotlight on himself. Lin Feng was famously known as a villainous omega who tried to kill his half-brother not once but a dozen times due to jealousy. He failed because someone was always interfering with his plans. Unfortunately, the last time he tried to kill his half-brother, he was beaten by his father and abandoned by everyone he knew. For a spoiled little omega. Living his life alone, thrown away, is worse th

I couldn’t believe my ears; I was no longer a member of the Silver Moon Pack. This seemed so unrealistic; I couldn’t believe he would go this far just to please my worst enemy. Maybe they had both planned it out, and I was just their key to the biggest farmland and the oldest bungalow in the entire pack. A mere teacher who didn’t worth anything but her resources. A blunt Omega.

They had no need for no-furs to continue their bloodlines, though they took them in to perpetuate the lie that they did. Before the catastrophe, Orangelo omegas were desired for breeding above all others because of their strong magic genes. It had not been uncommon for neighboring clans to raid their lands to steal omegas. Fear that raids and wars would become an epidemic after the rest of the continent lost their omegas was grounded in solid logic. Hence the secret of Orangelo omegas became closely guarded.

¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ GAVIN "Beta Gavin," Alpha Caspian laid out his hand and I clasped it for a handshake. "Welcome to Blue Meadow´s Pack. I wasn´t expecting you, not that it´s a concern. Did something happen to Gamma Aaron?" Alpha Caspian asked after he let go of my hand.

I felt waves of sparks in my hand and suddenly I was pulled against a huge chest. "Mine" it vibrated as multiple growls were heard from my family and friends. Beta Trevor chuckled uneasily, "Maybe you are just confused by her Omega powers." he suggested as he tried to calm the situation. "I am not confused. She is mine. DON'T TOUCH HER!" he yelled.

She asked with suspicion lingering in her eyes. “I… I think our Alpha mentioned it.” I lied, rattling out. “He didn’t.” She shook her head. “Well, he just did. Let’s go prepare.” I scurried away from her before she bantered me with questions. I had to be careful of the way I predicted things. The Omegas were the lowest-ranking servants in the pack and we were the ones in charge of organizing the field for Steven’s welcome banquet. I returned to the venue to take a final look at it before the event time, the canopies were in the right place including the chairs, tables, and food sets.