Werewolf Ranks Novels & Stories

she replied but it was a simplification that told him that whilst she might understand the ranking system’s hierarchy, she didn’t really understand what it meant to be a ranking werewolf. “That is correct - not all werewolves rank,” he nodded. “And within the ranks there are those who are more dominant, like myself, and less, like Cameron.” He winced slightly with an internal apology for his red-haired mate. “We have an instinctual understanding, both of our own position within the pack by rank and by dominance within the rank. Alphas and betas are usually male, and they tend to be stronger, faster, and more aggressive in their behaviours – all attributes that exist to enable us to procreate

“One day, we got into an argument because of that. She wanted me to change departments and become a warrior just like her. But I said I couldn’t. I’m not strong and I didn’t have the kind of perseverance she did to put up with the brutal training. “We had a falling out and called our friendship quits. Soon after that, she was promoted to a three-stars warrior and made an honorary member of the Blood Moon pack.” Sierra said. My mouth fell open. Three stars! I stood my ground against a three-stars warrior?! In the Werewolf realm, warriors were divided into five divisions. There were one-star, two-stars, three-stars, four-stars, and five-stars warriors. The lowest in rank and power were one-sta

Ayo. Being an Omega in an Alcacian werewolf pack was more gruesome than anyone in any part of the world would dare to imagine. The Omega status is the lowest rank that anyone can have in a werewolf pack. We were mostly prisoners brought from conquered packs or captured rogues.

He told her. “Downworlder hunter.” She corrected him. “I’m not just a vampire hunter, I also hunt werewolves but sure, I’ll just change clothes.” Cassadie agreed as she decided to wear her yesterday’s clothes. “Should I buy you new clothes?” Yomiel asked as he went on wearing his usual suit. “Nah, no need. We can wear this for a week.” Cassadie told him. “Eh, what about the underwear?” He wondered as he tilted his head as he looked at her.

That's why they were werewolves- Good healing ability, depending on the rank of their wolf. Omegas healed slower while Gamma wolves healed almost as well as the Beta wolves. Mel and Rolandro were Beta wolves. If either of them could get a good ranking and score in the forthcoming competition, then he would be upgraded to an Alpha wolf. "It's unexpected that you can make us crash against our will. You'd make a good warrior, miss Lavana." one of them said. "I... Thank you...."

All werewolves had a responsibility to protect the pack, mine was the biggest. As a child, I naively asked my mother why my responsibility was the greatest. Mom was very patient in explaining to me. "You are your father's son, you will inherit his responsibilities. Like you, since your father was born, he has also known his responsibilities. Each werewolf is born with a responsibility. You have my own responsibility and privileges. You have the responsibility to protect all the pack and at the same time, you earn everyone's respect. When you grow up you will become the Alpha King, everyone must obey all of your decisions, even the smallest, so your decision will affect the lives of others, s

They were two different ranks too. One of them was a Lycan. Lycans who were born to rule werewolf kingdoms. The most powerful rank. Another one was a True Blood. True Bloods were the stronger than any other rank. The rarest from all the ranks in the werewolf world. A few minutes later, Alice heard footsteps behind them. She turned and saw Xavier was coming to them with black robes. He came to them and huffed. "Wow. I thought I was watching a movie. You two are just looking so beautiful together. Oh my God! I will cry anytime soon." Xavier said and acted like crying and wiping his tears.

Vincent who couldn't refute me finally covered his mouth, but his murky face darkened instantly. "Cara, setting up a Pack isn't as easy as you're talking about. Even the last standing Storm Riders Pack took ten years before it could be fully accepted," said Jake, who still showed an expression of disbelief. "Alpha's position cannot be claimed unilaterally either. Only werewolves with a dominant bloodline can fill the position, whereas you are still recognized as a human right now." Ten years. Of course I don't have that much time. "Don't worry," I replied smiling at him. "If my plan goes well, my Pack should be up in a month's time."

Werewolf power levels that had increased were divided into several levels: • Omega • Beta • Gamma • Delta • Alpha • King Alpha • Emperor Alpha • Divine Alpha In a world where those who reached Beta strength were respected, Raven was left behind. Yes, he was the Cursed Omega. The most vulnerable werewolf in the Silver Moon Pack, perhaps even the entire Pack. Woosh! The previously calm night breeze suddenly turned cold. Very cold. The previously calm night breeze suddenly turned ice-cold. Raven felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, sensing a dangerous presence watching him.

I asked loudly, as I got undressed. “Alphas are leaders of a wolf pack. It’s like a ranking system, just like you humans, have a president, a vice, and all that. It’s like that for us wolves. We have the Alpha, which is the highest rank, the beta, which is next in rank with the Alpha, and Luna, who is the mate of the Alpha and the omegas who are the normal ranking or lowest in rank among the werewolf clan.” Wow! We learn every day. Maybe I should read more about them since I’m going to be a mother to one or two I don’t even know anymore.