Omegaverse Gamma Novels & Stories

Oliver’s wolf came forward and I grabbed his shoulder to stop him from getting up. I smiled at him. “Let it go, Gamma.” “Absolutely not. I will not.” Oliver growled and pulled out of my grip. He stood and I could feel his presence as Gamma. It was impressive. I wondered if he was a Beta who chose to be Gamma. It made sense considering how big he was. All of the pups cocked their heads to the side, showing a sign of respect against his power, but Frankie was fighting it. “I won’t apologize for teaching Omega trash a lesson! You should know better, Gamma. Dad always said Omegas were scum of the earth. A reject species.”

"The Alpha needs to stop sending out those hot men. At least, just to make us feel better by seeing them going about as we work." Now, I was truly confused. How could the Gamma be a man when it has always been a lady? Curious to know the fact behind their words, I trotted up to them. "Sorry, but is Miss Kardashian not the Gamma?" I asked them. The two omegas looked at me like I was crazy. One of them even scoffed and hissed at me. "Oh, you probably don't know since the Beta and the Gamma went on a mission before you came." The one who hissed said to me. Ready to be the information portal, she dropped the towel in her hands on the table she was cleaning and turned to look at me fully.

It must be killing her to know that everything she's heard came from someone she's supposed to love unconditionally. "I don't know if this changes things, Mars. I probably shouldn't be the one telling you this, but they never made it out of the house. Micca's wolf is-" How do I explain this to her in a way that she can understand? "His wolf is an omega. Omegas are the weakest of us, but they're the most vicious when they align themselves with the right alpha. Add the Warhead and he becomes a machine. Nearly unstoppable. His instincts are wired to feed what he needs.

These are the only two sub-genders of humans here. In werewolf hierarchy, there are alphas, betas, deltas, gammas, and omegas in this order of command. These tell more on the rank of the werewolves rather than gender. So, even if a werewolf falls under a rank of a gamma, s/he can still either be an alpha or omega sub-gender in their human form. Hope this helps especially to first timers reading an omegaverse. Please do not be intimidated by these information. You'll understand this more as you read the book!

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.

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.

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.

Gamma Dave said, forcing me to turn back and see how close he was. “ARGH!” I grunted as my neck was grabbed in Gamma Dave’s hold speedily, squeezing it tightly. He lifted me off the ground, laughing menacingly, while I struggled to break free. “Are you ready to speak up, Omega? Tell me where the Rogue is, and I’ll spare you the punishment. Think wisely or else..” He added more strength to his grip, slowly taking my breathe from me. In my state, I choked out, “Do… Your… Worst!”

I asked, making sure to sound uninterested because I didn't really care about what he wanted, I just needed him out of my way so I can find Daisuke before something bad happens to him. "We need to talk... about Daisuke," he said. "You have your own omega, leave me with mine," I said and began to close the door but he stopped it with his hand. "He's not yours." He stated, his pheromones began leaking out and by the smell of it, I could tell he was angry but there was also something mixed in with his rage... anxiety, maybe I could use that. "Why are you so scared? Does your little omega not satisfy you?" I taunted.

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