The Omega And The Alpha Novels & Stories

I've been on my own for 5 years after my parents were killed by my old Alpha. He was a cruel man. He killed my parents just because they were Omega's. He always said all omega's were good for was cleaning and cooking. In his eyes we weren't even part of the pack, just slaves for the more important wolves.

“I know you are angry, I am too, but this isn’t the way to do it. This is wrong, Alex.” Alex was breathing heavily, sweat breaking out along her brow. “I can’t let go of it,” he said. “You can,” I said. I yanked my hand off Alpha Sean and ran to Alex. “Give it to me.” He briefly turned from Lena to me and looked at me, astonished, before fixing his gaze back on Lena. “You can’t hold it. You are an Omega.” “You are wrong, Alex. I am an Alpha. I can take it. Give it to me.”

Gabriel said. 'Moon, you knew this that you weren't a normal omega didn’t you?' Kimberly asked her wolf. 'Yes, I knew that I'm Alpha wolf. Not a normal omega. That's why my strength was more than others, but trust me, Kimberly, I had no idea about your family and lineage.' Moon said desperate to explain herself as she doesn't want Kimberly to misunderstand her. 'I understand. Is there something else you are hiding from me?' 'Kimberly, actually, I'm not supposed to tell you everything until you find on your own, but I'm just giving you a little hint. We are not just normal Alpha. '

I quickened my steps, clutching the stack of bedsheets tighter against my chest. We arrived at the Alpha family’s residence…towering above the rest of Pine Shadows like a watchful sentinel. It was sleek and modern, yet edged with old pack symbols carved into the stone arches. This was the first time I had ever been allowed near the Alpha’s private chambers, and I couldn't help but stare as we made our way up the wide staircase, heart thudding. At the top of the stairs, a young Omega ran up breathless, whispering urgently. The head maid turned, frowning.

"Slow down, woman. What movies have you been watching?" Heat rushed to my face. "Well, forgive me for trying to understand your supernatural world." "It's actually natural to me." "Wow!" All these would take a while before I get used to them. "And yes, wolfsbane kill us. Depending on the quantity and the hierarchy of wolves targeted. Alphas have more resistance, and Omegas are the most vulnerable." "What are you?" I could not help but ask. "I am not an Alpha, as I am not the leader of any pack, but I do have an Alpha wolf. Just like everybody in my family. It's genetic."

No one in his or her f*cking mind would want to wait after seeing and hearing that. I stretched my hand, grabbing a hold of the handle, and used my shoulder to push my weight on the door. The door fell off with a huge crash, dishing out a lot of dust. It was quiet. The dust cleared, and I could smell the scent of people around—the werewolf scent. I was in luck. I stood up, wiping the dust off my body, ready to run again, when I was presented with the whole town looking at me. I was in the palace and in the very center of the ceremony. "It has been chosen; she's the Alpha's Luna."

and then it was time to admit, "we are werewolves." Upon hearing that, Logan covered his lips in shock. He could see right through the absurdity of it all. A tail, snout, and sharp teeth, and his ultra-acute hearing. Outside of animals, who could possess a tail? It took him a few minutes to come out of this shock. Rae waited for a few seconds before he continued. "There is a caste difference between your mother and I. I am the alpha while Ava is an omega." "Like the wolves, the alpha?" Afterwards, the youngster recalled the bedtime stories I had read to him. Stories about werewolves, in which the dominant character was always the strongest and occasionally the most vicious. It all seemed to

Omegas are valued, yet we are treated as less than. Omegas are the only ones who can handle Alphas knots and bare their heirs. Every pack has a rule. At eighteen omegas are auctioned off to the highest bidder. The Alpha of the pack goes first and then his Beta. After that, it goes to the other alphas and betas of the pack. There is only one Alpha who rules the pack. The technical name is Alpha Supreme for the Alpha who leads the pack. Most just call them Alpha, and the other alphas go by their names.

“Article Two: All pups are pack. Orphan, lost, found. No orphan clause. No transfer fees. If a pup has no parents, the pack is parents.” “Article Three: Healing comes before hurting. Always. In war, in peace, in law.” “Article Four,” Alaric adds, “Luna’s word is Alpha’s word. On all matters of pack safety. On all matters of pups.” I look up. “You sure? That’s a lot of power for an omega.” “You struck law with a knife,” he says. “You faced Tormund without flinching. You brought my Beta home. You brought forty three kids home. You’re not an omega. You’re Luna. And Luna rules with Alpha.”

The white wolf caught the Alpha’s neck and slammed him on the ground, his raging anger drowning the sound of the cracking of bones, as well as the screaming crowd. “How dare you sell away our lives like that!” The Omega growled at the whimpering Alpha, who was bleeding ceaselessly, “How dare you use us as prey for your monstrosity!” The images of the disgusting file kept flashing in the Omega’s mind, as anger blinded him further, clouding his rationality, “How dare you rob us of our rights!” He kept striking with full force, delivering fatal blows. “Stop please! I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please!” Alpha Czar’s weakened voice somehow reached his mind, making the enraged Omega hal