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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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619 Chs

Considerations (Ch.403)

Neveah sucked in a deep breath as she leaned against the wall of the ascending room, just as the doors went closed.

Neveah had set the ascending room in motion for the ground level, everything about dragon keep felt suffocating and she was in desperate need of some air and a quiet place to think.

As the ascending room moved steadily, Neveah recalled the parchment in her hand and she lifted it to her view to finally get a good look,

Neveah's heart took an unsteady beat as she stared at it apprehensively, whether the letter was real or fake, Neveah could already tell.

Though the parchment had certainly gone through so many hands and barely retained any of it's original scent, Neveah could still pick up the familiar scent of this paper and the sight of the paper itself.

Neveah could recognize it easily because this was the paper she used in her quarters back at the Eclipse Domain and it still retained the lavender scent of the incense in her room.