The Meaning Of Alpha And Omega の小説・ストーリー

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

I am not fully either and I think that people don’t often think about how Omegas can be both at the same time. “Oh! Little Omega, I see what you mean, even if my grandson hasn’t caught on, yet,” Marrianna says with a wink. “I’m the same way, only I am the Alpha so, it is the reverse of what you are suggesting. I just don’t always show it outwardly.” I know my expression is a wide “O” right now with eyes as wide and round as my mouth.

Alpha is one of the highest-ranking statuses in the werewolf world, while Omega holds the lowest position. Alphas are akin to masters, while Omegas are considered little more than slaves in this world. In such a realm, the concept of fairness is an elusive dream because, regardless of their actions, Omegas will never attain the status of Alphas, and their fate is forever bound to serve. Even if they become the Alpha's Luna. *** Brianna is now sniffing the entire room, to prove her suspicions and it was true. The stench was unmistakably the scent of a cursed werewolf!

she shrieked, trying to roll over. "No," I told her firmly, reaching out and grasping her hair, twisting it in my fist, and yanking her head back. "This is what happens when you are a naughty little omega. I'm going to show you what it really means to be an alpha male. Maybe after I'm done with you, you will have learned your lesson."

I couldn’t understand what her prolonged stare meant. “ Introduce yourself, Lana. ” She spoke when I stared back at her. My lips formed an O shape. Realization dawned upon me. Facing the three Alphas, I blinked awkwardly. Was I supposed to bow in respect or what? “ Hey? ” I waved my hand instead. “ I am Nor… ” Satan’s Buttocks! Not Nora. I coughed to clear my throat as all three of them stared at me with their penetrating eyes. “ I am Lana Redley. And I was chosen as the omega for the year by His Highness, Alpha King of the West. ” It sounded like Lana this time, right?

Timothee just stares at us for a few minutes with disbelief still clouding his face. "Wow," he says after a while. "How can an alpha and omega not know such important information? You two really have to have a beta teach you about it? Does this mean that betas are more knowledgeable than alphas and omegas?" Then he shakes his head while clicking his tongue, looking like he's very disappointed in us. "And they say that alphas and omegas are more important than betas, that alphas are superior. And yet you two don't even know this simple and public information?" "I don't think it is public information when even I, a beta, do not know about it either," comments Fredo, which earns him a death gla

One of them is John, the man who took my dad’s place as second after the failed challenge, and the other is Malachi, the pack cleric. “Omegas are sacred,” says the cleric. “They are meant to be helpmates and guides to their Alphas, mothers to the pack. But a male omega serves no purpose except to lead Alphas from the path of righteousness. They cannot bear children. They are nothing but an unholy mistake of nature.” I guess that means Randy and company are in the ‘omegas are an abomination’ camp. I swallow and glance up to meet his eyes for a second before moving my gaze back to the ground. “I can’t help what I am.”

But I knew he wouldn't like that. “My wolf needs you around,” I told him honestly. “That means you will stay around and out of my way.” I saw his face fall and kicked myself internally. Unknown to him, I was actually saving him from the pack's wrath. If anyone caught a whiff he was my mate, they would pick on him more than they already do. Not just because he is a male, but for his unfortunate birth status. Omegas are a rare, lowly breed of werewolves. They are basically the size of a dog and rarely make it to adulthood. In most packs, they are killed immediately after birth but my mother, the great Luna of Green Hill pack, stopped the archaic tradition in our pack. But I am not powerful eno

I press my knuckle harder against my mouth and breathe through my nose and do not laugh because the walls in this corridor are thin and I have a policy about letting people hear things that could be used against me. But. Genuinely. If I could — An Alpha. Thinking his fated mate is an Omega. The lowest-ranked wolf in his own pack. The one who scrubs his training quarters at four in the morning so she can have a lock on a bathroom door. Selene, if you exist, your sense of humor is catastrophic. *He's wrong.* Ash. Finally. I wait. She doesn't add anything. Just those two words sitting in the space behind my sternum where she lives, flat and certain and — something else. Something underneath the

The caption beneath the photo read: Vidor Ethan Thorton. "So, instead of being an Evers, I am a Thorton? And if that's true, then that means I am..." I trailed off, the weight of realization dawning on me. "You are the rightful female Alpha of the Grey Wolf Pack," Ryker finished my sentence, his voice heavy with implication. As I continued to gaze at the screen, another image popped up, showcasing my mother cradling a three-year-old me in her arms. The newfound knowledge took me aback. I am an Alpha, a leader by birthright, and my life was about to change in ways I could never have imagined.