My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

Chapter 50

Roxanne learned that other than the Alpha and Beta, the Gamma held the most power in the pack

and was usually the best fighter, second only to the Alpha.

The Gamma's assistant is the Gamma female. She heads the small female unit of fighters in the

pack. Unlike the males, who specialise in hunts and the warding off external aggressors, the female

fighters mostly engage in defending their village in case of any chaos. However, due to the efficient

work of the males, they usually have nothing to do.

Signaler: A special unit of the Warrior unit in the werewolf community. They are the eyes of the

pack, also known as the scout. They have especially sharp senses and notify the pack in the case of

an impending threat. They are quick on their feet and agile.

Guardians: Young/ Teenage wolves who are yet to be warriors since they are not yet of age. They

control and are in charge of the ‘pups’ and are subordinates to the mother.

Pups: Young werewolves who are still immature and have no responsibility. Roxanne looked at the

little children who played and some who still curiously looked at her and smiled, finding it sunny that

they were referred to by much a name.

Elders: Adult werewolves of old age. They are taken care of and are sought for wisdom or ancient

knowledge. They are the keepers of the secrets of the wolves. Roxanne was yet to meet an Elder, and

she was happy about it. Something about the way Rita explained them made her feel a nervous vibe.

“Finally, we have the Omega,” Rita said.

“They’re the ones who possess the littlest talents and have no real use in the pack. They are

incapable of being placed in any other role and as such, they take care of the miscellaneous labour in

the pack” She added.

“Miscellaneous labour?” Roxanne asked, not entirely sure what Rita meant.

Rita paused, and Roxanne stopped as well, following her lead. She started to look at something

behind Roxanne and judged her to turn around. Roxanne did that and watched a lanky man, clearly in

his middle age, carrying a log of wood as he walked to a destination she didn’t know of. The man

seemed exhausted and lean, still striving to carry the heavy load with determination.

“The Omegas take care of things like chopping firewood, procuring ingredients for a meal and

even going to the human shops to get supplies when we run out” Rita explained.

“So… What you're basically saying is that they’re like your servants?” Roxanne asked, slightly

upset as she watched the man carry the log alone while everyone else just ignored him when he was

clearly struggling to do so.

“No, that’s not it, Roxanne. It’s a lot more complicated than that. You have to understand, in a

small community like this, everyone needs to have a role or the other. If one does not excel in the role

given to them, they need to pick up another. You are correct in a sense, the Omega role is the least of

all in the hierarchy, and they are the most looked down on in the pack, but that doesn’t make their roles

any less important.” Rita replied.

“Without the Alpha being who he is, and doing what he does, the pack would be thrown into a state

of chaos. The same goes for the Omega. Without the wood they fetch and the supplies they get, we

would find it even harder to survive in this place. We all need one another, and whether one is Alpha or

Omega… It matters not matter. After all, we are all essential for the pack to exist. That is what I truly

believe.” She said,

Roxanne felt a sense of warmth as Rita spoke. She was happy her friend said those words, but

she still couldn’t ignore the man who began to wobble as he carried the wood. Quickly dashing from

beside Rita, she ran to the man’s direction to assist him. Rita was surprised by Roxanne's sudden

movement and thought she was trying to escape again. She felt a tinge of disappointment and betrayal

when she saw Roxanne running away, but she also felt a tinge of pity, due to the futility in her attempt.

Roxanne… For the last time…”She muttered in a low tone.

As she lifted her face to see where Roxanne went, she was surprised to actually see her

approaching the man with the large log nearly twice as tall as he was. She saw Roxanne talking to him,

and smiled.

“Looks like I misjudged her.

The man was relieved when Roxanne offered to assist him, and they both carried it together on

their heads, Roxanne staying behind him while he took the lead at the front since he was the one who

knew where he was going. Fortunately, she and the lanky man were the same height, so she was able

to successfully carry the wood with him.

Rita watched from a distance, prevented from interacting the way Roxanne did, because of her

role as the Beta Female. Roxanne was able to get away with it because she wasn’t officially a member

of the pack, but she had a role to stick to. As they reached their destination, the man thanked Roxanne

as he shook her hand in gratitude vehemently. She smiled awkwardly at his excessive display of thanks

and quickly found a way to slip away from him.

She hurriedly walked to Rita who stared at her with a look that appeared strange to Roxanne.

“What?” She asked Rita, feeling like she had maybe violated a rule in the village, one she wasn’t

aware of.

“Nothing… You did good.” Rita said, smiling proudly at Roxanne.

“She really is our Luna” Rita thought to herself as they continued their walk.