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Omega's Rebirth

What was worse than death itself? Well it was dying knowing that no one would miss you, knowing that your death was a favour to everyone you ever knew. This was exactly how I felt the day I died. I was the love child of the Eclipse Alpha King, in a time where the mate bond was considered sacred, a child born out of wedlock was nothing short of sacrilegious... 'It was his fault, he loved someone other than his mate...' 'It was his fault, he had carnal knowledge of a human woman.' 'It was all his fault, my only crime was being born out of his lust.' But why was that Alpha King father of mine perfectly safe, while I was hated, scorned and blamed for everything instead? Why did I have to be my father's bargaining chip, used to achieve his goals? Why could I not get a rejection like everyone else but was instead murdered by my own mate? Why was I killed before I even had a chance to live? I had a thousand questions and yet there was no one to answer and this was exactly how I died... So why then did my eyes flutter open to that day, a month before my death? Was it because of my little secret? A secret I will tell no one else but you... From the title of my tale, you must think I am an omega wolf... No, you got it wrong... I am not an Omega wolf, I am an Alpha wolf and my name is Omega. ~Second Book in the Werewolf Rebirth Series. *Not a prequel or sequel to 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', both books are not related save for the world setting and Werewolf Rebirth concept. *Cover art sourced from the internet, all credits to the original artist.*

JHeart · Fantasy
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608 Chs

A New Presence (Ch.431)

Rosalie hurried down the hallway, she held her dress up in her hands so she did not trip over it as she walked briskly, glancing around ever so often to ensure she had not attracted any attention.

The Keep was busy in these days, today in particular, the Keep saw more guests than it had in a long while and it was hard to move about unnoticed but Rosalie did not have much of a choice.

There was a piece of paper scrunched up tightly in her right hand, a note she had received from an unknown sender and the contents of the note had left Rosalie in full blown panic.

'A message to your father is all it would take, Duncan's life and the life of the other are in your hands. I will be waiting in the back garden of the Keep, come alone.' The note read.

There was not much content in the note, but Rosalie whom the note was meant for perfectly understood the threat concealed within.