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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616 Chs

Golden (Ch.507)

 Neveah was at a loss on what to say, and there was hardly any time left to contemplate or dissuaded.

How could she dissuade him? King Jian was Dragon King, he was duty bound to protect his people even if his life was required of him.

Beyond his duty, Neveah had always known how deeply King Jian cherished his people. So how could she prevent him from doing exactly what he lived for?

King Jian's words were brief, but held so much weight, such genuine hope and so much promise that Neveah was not certain what to do with her mind and the mess of thoughts it had become.

And so, when a dozen questions ran through her mind, Neveah could only put one into words.

"Will you...get hurt?" Neveah finally asked, realizing the answer to that question was most important to her at this moment.