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If he’s noticed or not, he says nothing. “Right,” Jay agrees with another low hum in his throat. “Well, we have similarities to real wolves, but we are not like actual wolves at all. Real wolves, despite what humans once thought, do not have ranks like alpha, beta, omega… so forth. They’re just a mother and father breeding pair and their offspring. Werewolves, however, have those ranks,” he continues, his voice smooth and warm. I nod my head slowly. “And you are… the leader of the group, right?” I ask. After a moment’s pause, I then add, “the Alpha?”

Luna was two years old, and she was teaching pack classes. Not taking them. Teaching them. "The omega ranking system is outdated," she explained to a classroom full of adult wolves who'd gathered to hear the "child prodigy" speak. "It assumes weakness is genetic. But my research shows that omega wolves have the same potential for power as any other rank. They just need proper training and opportunity." She presented charts, graphs, historical data—all compiled by a two-year-old who could somehow access the pack's entire archive of knowledge.

“Just Alphas? Because that is how we end up right back where we started.” “All wolves,” I said firmly. “Every adult wolf gets a vote. Alpha, Beta, Omega, it does not matter. One wolf, one voice.” Silence fell over the room. “You cannot be serious,” someone said. “Let Omegas vote on pack policy? They have no understanding of leadership, of hard choices.” “Neither did most of the Alphas who served the Council blindly,” I shot back. “Rank does not guarantee wisdom. Some of the smartest, most capable wolves I have met were labelled weak by the old system. We judge wolves by their merit, not their designation.”

[LEGACY OF THE FIRST ALPHA] Authority +2 "The strength of an Alpha is measured by the lives he protects." Current Authority: 7 Raven smiled faintly. So... This is how the system works. Although Raven didn't yet understand how powerful his Authority would be, last night he was able to fight Shadow Wolf with the power of the system.

Diana The Werewolf Council has established a comprehensive education mandate for all wolf pups, regardless of their social standing. This rule ensures that every young werewolf receives at least a basic education, with the level of schooling varying based on their class within the pack hierarchy. At the top, Alpha and Beta offspring naturally receive the most extensive education. Gamma wolves, known for their superior strength and destined to become pack warriors, along with Delta wolves of ordinary strength, both receive education equivalent to college level. While Gammas typically focus on combat training, Deltas have the freedom to specialize in various fields. These two classes form the

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

Nova’s wolf explains rank systems better than I do. Before I could even respond, my mind was suddenly flooded with two more voices. Nova sounded shocked. Sloane, how in the hell are you pulling both me and my wolf into your head at the same time? My wolf laughed proudly. Because we’re special. Nova’s wolf let out a deep wolfish chuckle. Okay, so let’s explain this properly. According to the Moon Goddess, the ranking system is Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Zeta wolves are rare which are usually war generals, then Omegas, then last are regular-degular pack wolves.

The crowd murmured in agreement, and my chest tightened. “There’s only one way to convince us to serve you,” someone said, his voice ringing out over the crowd. Silence fell again. All eyes turned to the one who spoke. It was Avan. “I remember the story of the old ways my father told me. Back before rituals and crowns, there was a method to tell the rank of wolves.” A tense energy swept through the crowd. Amara shifted uneasily beside me. Avan’s eyes locked on mine. “We immerse ourselves in the cursed river of wolfsbane,” he said. “One volunteer from Lycans. One from wolves. One from hybrids. The one who stays in the water the longest without dying… that’s the highest rank.”

“No. We didn’t know if you would be a man or a woman. It is my intuition after having met and now my conclusion of you tells me you are the one and I have never been wrong before.” “You have met werewolf tamers before.” “Yes. I have lived for over three thousand years. And in those years I have met three werewolf tamers.” Three thousand years? “What do they do, the werewolf tamers?” She asked. “Well, many things. werewolf tamers come in times of crisis and tyranny. Power corrupts people.” He said staring ahead. “It is common among the kingdoms of living creatures for a hierarchy to exist and for the dominant to rule and exert control over others and among those who rule, abuse of power is co

Not fast enough to raise questions. As they circled the field, he observed. Kael ran like a battering ram—powerful, aggressive, careless. His dominance bled outward constantly, pressing against weaker wolves, forcing submission without effort. Kael — Werewolf Candidate Trait: Raw Strength Combat Style: Overwhelming Force Mentality: Bully Dominant Current Rank (Unofficial): Top Tier, Unrefined Lykos ran differently. Silent. Efficient. Every step measured. His aura was compact, disciplined, controlled so tightly it barely registered unless you were looking for it.